Written for Friday Reflections with Corinne and Shalini who are hosting it for the photo prompt.
"Where angels fear to tread...fools rush in." - Alexander Pope
There was once a silly girl
whose hair cascaded in shining curls
her eyes were true, her smile was warm
Her heart had a happiness good luck charm
Which made all beings just fall for her
butterflies to flit and kittens to purr
Moon bloomed, stars twinkled at her sight
Fountains rose high for her sole delight!
Ah! Then she met a wolf in the wood
lonely, tired, ozing blood.
The friendship bloomed, wounds healed like that!
The scars she safely hid in her heart...
They laughed for hours, played through sunsets
But affection and need are different sets
As winters smiled and snow came down
The silver orb observed with a frown that,
She loved, but wolf was restless for more
For new games trampled her feelings pure
Now strong and wild, he missed his pack
His types, his crowd, his ways, to be back.
Unlike the stars which bid goodbye...to comeback daily in the night sky.
Wolf scathed her face, locked her in a cage
And mauled the soul with mocking grimace
Then leaped and went straight out of sight
To grasslands wild, to summers bright
The girl laughs daily with empty joy
And goes through days like a doll, a toy
To put an end to this endless pain
So you won't hear this from her again..
I found her with a noose in hand
The liquid eyes, the haughty stance
I still hold her in my arms as I say
Not all words mean what they say, they say
O you' who reads with a jeer, smug smile
Pray you don't know that wolf so viled
Image : Internet