Feral
This is a poem I wrote about a year ago just because the first few lines came to me out of nowhere and I decided to write them down haha. There isn't really any hidden meaning that I intended to write into this, its just what it is, union of two feral wolves. However, if you find cool hidden meaning in it, please leave a comment! I would be interested to see what this poem means to you ^^ I also have no idea what the rhyme scheme is or anything, I'm not really a poet, but it just sounds right lol. I hope you enjoy!
Feral
A poem by Husky 2.0
I am the Wolf,
swift and strong.
My lonely soul
is filled with song.
Black as shadow,
fleet of feet.
Our eyes lock,
and two souls meet.
Fur of neck
stands firm and tall,
and from my heart
escapes a call.
And this deep call
Draws from my soul,
longing, loneliness,
and woe.
Such things dispel
into the night;
for, in your eyes
I see no fright.
You are surely
friend, not foe.
This I realize.
This I know.
Paws crawl forward
without thought
toward the friend
I long have sought.
Heart is racing;
quickened pulse.
Mind hopes judgments
are not false.
Faster, faster
my feet bound;
tail behind me,
brushing ground.
I dashed then stopped,
and sat, and gazed.
Igneous eyes
set soul ablaze.
Sly, but friendly grin
I saw.
A silver liquid
dripped from your maw.
Impaled by teeth
lay slew, fresh meat.
My stomach churned
with will to eat.
And then,
to my surprise, I saw
the fresh, raw kill
fall from your maw.
Through eyes,
my famine you had sensed.
Clearly I understood now
whence
came all your sympathy
For I,
your sought soul mate,
your new ally.
So as a gesture
of my decree,
I raised my tail
and sang to thee.
And when you joined
Chorus with I,
I felt my sad soul
touch Night's sky.
And with our teeth
the meat was torn.
It made us fresh,
alive, reborn.
And when the meal
was finished, done;
our muscles stronger
than the sun,
two black figures
in the night
chose a path;
slipped out of sight.