Post by shiningwolf on Jun 22, 2008 9:46:04 GMT -6
Past, Present and Future...
The tale I tell, is one of truth,
I will start from, the story of my youth,
I was born into, a litter of four,
When a battle raged, the scent of war,
My father fought, a wolf so bold,
My mother knew, of his fate so cold,
When he left, a tear shed my eye,
My mother told me, to try not to cry,
Not long after, word came of him,
He had died during battle, his end had been grim.
One year had passed, since my father’s death,
The mention of his name, still steals my breath,
My siblings grow strong, unphased by the past,
I carry the burden, of the shadow that was cast,
My mother grew weak, a pain in her gut,
Her death tore through me, like my flesh being cut,
My siblings left, me completely alone,
I was torn apart, my heart turned to stone,
I turned to the dark, the pain too great to bear,
When others approached, I was quick to snare,
I trusted no one, I cared for none,
I carried my life, like it weighed a tonne.
Another year later, my heart was set free,
By a male who promised me, a life with no key,
He unlocked my soul, and showed me the way,
Showed my the path, he moulded like clay,
Together we both, head for the light,
Our lives unclouded, by pain or spite,
My story ends here, my life I’ve told,
Though nothing really ends, let the future unfold,
Our destiny, no one can tell,
And on that note, I howl a farewell…
By~Khaza
The tale I tell, is one of truth,
I will start from, the story of my youth,
I was born into, a litter of four,
When a battle raged, the scent of war,
My father fought, a wolf so bold,
My mother knew, of his fate so cold,
When he left, a tear shed my eye,
My mother told me, to try not to cry,
Not long after, word came of him,
He had died during battle, his end had been grim.
One year had passed, since my father’s death,
The mention of his name, still steals my breath,
My siblings grow strong, unphased by the past,
I carry the burden, of the shadow that was cast,
My mother grew weak, a pain in her gut,
Her death tore through me, like my flesh being cut,
My siblings left, me completely alone,
I was torn apart, my heart turned to stone,
I turned to the dark, the pain too great to bear,
When others approached, I was quick to snare,
I trusted no one, I cared for none,
I carried my life, like it weighed a tonne.
Another year later, my heart was set free,
By a male who promised me, a life with no key,
He unlocked my soul, and showed me the way,
Showed my the path, he moulded like clay,
Together we both, head for the light,
Our lives unclouded, by pain or spite,
My story ends here, my life I’ve told,
Though nothing really ends, let the future unfold,
Our destiny, no one can tell,
And on that note, I howl a farewell…
By~Khaza
