This is only the outline of a poem I plan to write about a wolf (from a story of mine) that just happens to rhyme. I'll probably edit this and put the completed version up here later. Even so, DON'T COPY! �Me. Thanks! Any suggestions are welcomed, as this is not the final copy by all means.
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EYES OF ICE
Through the wind, through the rain
He has nothing yet to gain.
Driven only by the will to survive,
And yet he knows he may never make it back alive.
And in the distant shadows of the night
A shape arises from the misted light,
A long cry echoes through frozen air,
He awaits a reply but no one is there.
Forgotten, dying and alone,
He searches the stars with a heart of stone.
And his icy glare burns the frost,
But there is no sign of what he lost.
Did he lose anything at all?
Was the echo an answer to his call?
Confused and startled, heart racing like the wind,
He comes to his feet and begins again.
It�s not his fault; it�s not his choice,
It all was stated by another�s voice.
Through the wind, through the rain
He has nothing yet to gain.
He is driven only by the will to survive
And even then he knows he won�t come back alive.
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EYES OF ICE
Through the wind, through the rain
He has nothing yet to gain.
Driven only by the will to survive,
And yet he knows he may never make it back alive.
And in the distant shadows of the night
A shape arises from the misted light,
A long cry echoes through frozen air,
He awaits a reply but no one is there.
Forgotten, dying and alone,
He searches the stars with a heart of stone.
And his icy glare burns the frost,
But there is no sign of what he lost.
Did he lose anything at all?
Was the echo an answer to his call?
Confused and startled, heart racing like the wind,
He comes to his feet and begins again.
It�s not his fault; it�s not his choice,
It all was stated by another�s voice.
Through the wind, through the rain
He has nothing yet to gain.
He is driven only by the will to survive
And even then he knows he won�t come back alive.