Sunday, November 23, 2008

A wolf's Cry



A bright moon, a dark night As I walk in the forest, an eerie feeling
a chill in the spine, a touch of fright

I wander into unknown spaces, I don't remember why
The more i look at moon, the more desperate is the try

Oh! now i know, what makes me lurk
It's my curse, my fate's quirk

I smell the rain, though soil is dry
I can feel the pulses, though my body is wry

Am I an animal with a humans' heart
Why I crave for blood when i see a Hart

I have been humiliated much to my disdain
I wail to the memories, a cry with pain entwined
None to hear it, with none to soothe my burning pain

I see the forest as red as blood, I see the moon turn red
I know it's time, this is what I always regret
I have sold my soul, i paid a devils' debt

I hear the shrill of the winds, screaming my name
My eyes burning, my throat in flame
No one can dare me, no one can tame

It's just a matter of seconds, for i will quench my thirst
I have seen all the blood, she is not the first

Oh! how i hate to destroy, what god created
yet with every kill my spirit is elated

I see her fall, the fear in those beautiful eyes,
her desperate attempts, her futile cries
I see her go cold, I see the blood spill
she got her freedom, she was no kill

I give one final grunt, one final howl
to let the world know I exist, I am on a prowl.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Just where did you get the idea to write this one ?....its different...and very well written...gives you a lotta of imagery in your head

blitzkrieg said...

Hey was just writing ....may be it was the day when I was regretting why I ain't a wolf :)