The snake can't ever make them, The shark he never tries, The eagle prefers not to, And so away he flies, And yet one always finds them, In many climes and lands, A man himself can make them, But never with his hands. What are they?
A single ring so he can't go, A different ring for deadly show, A bloody wave to bring him near, A bloody end, the crowd will cheer, It's always he and never she... What? You don't believe me? Who is he?
You can win me and lose me but never buy me You can not eat me and never want to part with me I can make you cry or bring you joy I am not a machine and definitely not a toy You keep me but i am not forever just yours You might find me in a case or on a shelf next to a vase I am hard and i am tall if you bump me i am sure to fall I am made of different materials and am at many events If your lucky and fight hard I might be yours What am I ?
I never was , I always to be . no one ever saw me n nor ever will . And yet I'm the confidence of all . To live and to breath on this terrestrial ball .
who am i ?
