Random Thoughts🌙

Lupus

In these haunting forests prowled a creature,
Its eyes gleaming in the dark.
Not many may have been able to see her;
This wild animal had a bite worse than its bark.

In the silence she hunted, vicious and quick;
She had no pack, it was all her feast.
Growling while she lunged, spittle dripping from her lip
Even the hunters feared the bloodthirsty beast.

It was troublesome at times, to hunt on her own
Alas, it was the doing of fate.
But even this tortured soul felt alone
So she fought off all that she felt, be it love or hate.

Abandoned by her pack, she had to survive
But maybe it was not the end.
Perhaps in this predicament she would have a chance to thrive,
Maybe even find a new pack with whom she may rest.

*(Original image not owned by me)