by alllifeisgreenBuderim, Queensland, Australia
Dec 2016 373 Views 1 comments
The lonely wolf
It is so dark in the forest of concrete and steel.
I sense the rushing busy souls without feel
I can hear the shouting and cries of despair
I can smell the new days danger in the air
I know my lonesome way to stay free
but one day I follow the calling
for my soul and she !
I sense the rushing busy souls without feel
I can hear the shouting and cries of despair
I can smell the new days danger in the air
I know my lonesome way to stay free
but one day I follow the calling
for my soul and she !
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Posted: Dec 2016
About this poem:
Compare myself a little lonely and stressed from people fall in love eith objects more in a relationship thantheir soul mate and start getting disconnected from the spiritual source of love.
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