The Wolf and the Moon | Poetry | March 2022 | Anagha
I brought the moon back to the dark night Found the wolf lurking in the shadow of the light He howled at me, telling me how incredible I was Making me understand why I was upon the land
I brought the moon back to the dark night Found the wolf lurking in the shadow of the light He howled at me, telling me how incredible I was Making me understand why I was upon the land
He didn’t quite fit in with the rest He tried once or twice but failed miserably Bullied and tormented, he went deeper into his shell He needed support and care, his mom could tell His mother used to tell him that he was special That she loved him and cared for him The little Read more…
The sun came up as always bright and shining The sleepyheads got up grumbling and yawning “Why do you have to come up? Why don’t you just lurk?” Complained the grown-ups who had to rush to work “Why won’t you hide behind the clouds, you fool?” Shouted the kids who didn’t want to go Read more…
The winds try in vain to blow off the light And the waters thatched in the cold Many lives passed through the eternal circle Yet my soul fails to circumvent and make it past the folds
With tears running down her round beady eyes The little one sat with her head bent low She clutched her soft toy tight N looked at the sky, sprinkled with a soft glow Her father came around and sat beside her “Why are you here all by yourself?” he asked “I miss mom,” was Read more…
The rain pattered down as the students flocked to the gates. They were at a school, unknown to friends and mates. Some were ordinary, some were gifted. They stood on the stairs as their gazes nervously shifted.
Once upon a time sat a merchant in his house Robbed of his riches he now sat in a hut To feed twelve children and keep their mouths shut The youngest girl of the lot was a beauty Who was subjected to cold and misery One day the merchant heard about his ship’s return And Read more…
A cute little kid was restless He ached to be on the playground as he awaited the final bell to ring O it was going to be vacation time his heart would repeatedly sing The teacher gave the class an essay as homework along with the promise of a prize The kid packed away Read more…