The Wolf's Call

By Akanksha Singh

Where to find the home,

That makes the people warm.

More than roaming in the dark night,

Should be something to live by.

Worth being on the side by,

Worthy to die by.

Living for a thousand years,

Hearts collapsed when I came near.

I am the one to be feared,

Call me the Wolf my dear.

Blamed me for carrying the children of men,

Had feared that I'd do it again.

Could something inside you feel my pain!

Got a heart that too in vain.

What should I call you rather than insane,

“Don't you know the hunger and its pain?”

By Akanksha Singh