Your Lone Wolf Mentality Is Ruining You

Hunt in a Herd or Starve

In the vast wilderness, he roams alone,

A wolf, in a world unknown.

His paws tread paths unseen, a solitary quest

Yearning for a herd, to be blessed.

But as the moon ascends its ancient throne,

A whispered breeze carries a truth

With heavy heart, he breaks from his lair,

Solitude no longer his sole affair.

Amidst the darkness, a flicker of light

He meets the others, lost souls just alike.

Their tales intertwine, emotions unbind,

A shared plea, unity they find.

From lone wolf hearts, a bond begins to form,

Each voice a melody, a harmonious show.

Strength emerges as a pack in their rise,

Together conquering, beneath open skies.

Let not the hunger claim your weary frame,

Join hands with kindred spirits, ignite the flame.

Ascend above life's cruel game

Be wolves leaving traces, victorious and true.

P.S

I wanted to let my creativity run free and had a lot of fun with it.

It's my first poem in English, so it took a lot of time.

Please tell me what you think.

Have a blessed Friday!

Cheers

Yasar