Lone Wolf

Cold heart while solitary in all four season

Mute howling

Pitch black nights

The days are long gone

Sunless landscape while fur withers

 

Unachievable intentions, demoralised!

Sat at the bottom of the mountain top like a drunkard who thinks he is home

 

The cold made the leaves  shrink

And

The heat harden the soil

 

The moon no longer guides

The moon just stares

The moon neglects

The moon is no more a friend

 

Every life is fading away

Only it’s heart now beats

Slowly……lowly it stopped

 

 

 

 

 

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2 comments

  1. When The moon no longer guides
    And only to just stares, darkeness will heighten and the nights get cold and lonely, and for those who weep, death comes cheap.
     
    I love this lone wolf, that’s for always making my day count!!!

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