The Wolf

The wolf howled at the moon
The cries of madness
The silence of fears.
The songs of despondent.

Scared of the darkness
The wolf swallowed itself
before the darkness could
devour on his pyretic flesh.

-Kritika Vashist

(Melancholy is an inevitable phase. Let it just pass through words.)

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