Wolf in the Blue Night
Pic Courtesy: Google Images I am a lone-wolf in the blue night Hungry as ever climbing the height Never deterred by the gripping fright To clasp the moon with my snug fist. Loner was I often crowned By the people who are not around Battling down the naysayers found To sail past against the grain bound. I have stalked the terrains all my life Tracking down the peaks in pace When the hunger tears my gut in haste Howls spill out of my swollen face While the nippy gush of the wind nor cease. I badly want but can’t sleep For the hunger ravages my gut very deep While the trees at the hillock weep In frozen gales that ever sweep. Ever loyal am I...