ART + LIFE
what am I?/wolfs death
In the night i softly swoon
when the stares are out and so is the moon
then my voice lifts into a cry...
as the stars go sailing by...
what am I? What am I?
My beautiful yellow eyes
Watches the sun as it flares by.
At dusk I softly prowl
Tempted by nature to sing and to howl
When in the twilight i shudder and die..
What am i? What am I?
You feared me for my songs unknown
I haunted your dreams when you slept alone
Now who will lament the stares so dear
And beckon the clouds to come gliding near
Never did the sky seem so high
Are you happy with your bloody lie?
What was i? What was I?
just a poem i wrote!!!
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how sad but true... everyone who doesn't understand something wants to get rid of it... wolfs are beautiful but people don't understand...
MADAMADADANE
2007-08-22 06:46:48
ya same here nice job
DANSPY234567
2007-08-15 08:41:35
wow i rly luv this poem.. it even rhimes:) i like th imagery too
FLYINGBUNNY
2007-08-15 06:52:02