12.3.15

The Wolf - Girl


Pale moon magic strong,
night seems dark and long,
when the forest sleeps,
her heart weeps.

Her howl, mountains can hear,
soft morning-dew drops are her tears,
her paw-prints left on snow,
roam aimlessly not knowing where to go.

Echoing through the white wilds,
her mourning song glides,
calling for her love, who was lost,
memories haunt her like ghosts.

Every night, the dead silence breaks,
cracking frozen ground and lakes,
the wolf - girl cries,
besides the grave where her lover lies.



26 comments:

  1. How tragic and sad for the heart that weeps ~

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  2. What a wonderfully flowing piece...a real howl from the heart..

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  3. I feel the sadness in this poem, Vandana.

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  4. The wolf-girl indeed - you got me entirely with this.. Such lyrical yearning and sadness - beautiful Vandana

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  5. P.S. Thanks so much for 'MOSHKA' xxx

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  6. The fairytale quality of that wolf-girl's sadness is felt deep in my heart...

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  7. enchanting and full of sadness...

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  8. I do like how you use your words!
    ZQ

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  9. Many lonely wolf-girls in the forest these days, with the culling of wolves going on in Canada. I feel for her, in this poem, having lost her companion, alone in the cold.

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  10. So vivid, terrible and sad...

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  11. What a beautiful tale....the image is wonderful of a shapeshifter walking 2 worlds.

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  12. A superb, beautifully crafted mystical poem.

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  13. hauntingly beautiful!

    the top image is stunning, as well.

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  14. Oh, wow!! Such a powerful and heartfelt write, Vandana!! I enjoyed my visit here today :)

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  15. I love how this reads. Reminds me of stories I was told as a child except this one is full of sadness. I like how you recount the story though and the words you chose, which are so dreamlike. I really enjoyed reading this.

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  16. Even though sadly haunting, your poem has an ethereal feel about it, like a dream or a misty vision.

    Elizabeth

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  17. interesting character you have painted here. reminded me of the anime i watched - Wolf Children. guess wolves are greatly misunderstood creatures

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  18. How so sorrowful. Pining for someone dear can be most painful. But it is good to have it off the chest!

    Hank

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  19. This is a well crafted tragedy, Vandana, & captivating as to the character you choose to play in here. I enjoyed it, thank you!

    - ksm

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  20. Sounds as ancient legend...Your rhymes/rhythm always lulle me even sad ones... x

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  21. Beautiful tale Vandana! I so feel for the wolf-girl, no one should have to live this life without the love of their companion.

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  22. What beautifully woven magic Vandana! I love this poem, I walked with her through the forest and felt her tears :(

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  23. wow! I mean I felt that chill in my spine! amazing! :)

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  24. Beautiful. Magical.

    Thanks for visiting and your kind comment.

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