She Wandered Lonely As A Cloud

She Wandered Lonely As A Cloud

A Poem by Zoe
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A recreation of 'I wandered lonely as a cloud' by William Wordsworth.

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She wandered lonely as a cloud,
Through the night so dark and chill.
When suddenly five men in shrouds,
Encircled her; she just stood still.
They seized her, ignoring her pleas,
Tears were shed, she fell to her knees.

Laid her flat, those freaking swines,
And on the poor girl did they prey.
Her skin exposed, she continued to whine,
Until they called it a day.
Dignity shattered, she went into a trance,
The silhouettes stood up, at her they glanced.

Cold winds blew and tree leaves swayed,
All five of them ready to flee.
When one took out a nasty blade,
Stabbed her, wanting to set her soul free.
She bled, and bled; with Death she fought,
But alas, it's a pity, she died on the spot.

Her body lay reeking under the sky,
lifeless, useless, bloody and nude.
Mother Earth had shiny tears in her eye,
With her fury abound, she concludes:
“To commit such a sin, how dare you even thought,
You'll never be acquitted, in hell you'll rot.”

© 2018 Zoe



Author's Note

Zoe
Can't deny, this is what happens excessively around the world nowadays; a 'little' more excessively in our country. Please feel free to share your opinions/leave comments. They are much appreciated.
Also, if you haven't read the poem by William Wordsworth, here it is:

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

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From Wordsworth's Daffodils to this gritty, grimy fall of Man. How powerfully expressed the horror and suffering of a helpless woman in the hands of her perpetrators. Heinous and vile, if there is indeed any justice in this failing world, Mother Nature's wrath would be intolerable. Very adept piece of work this is.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Zoe

1 Month Ago

Thank you for your worthwhile words here, Mallika. Appreciated!



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Disturbing and shocking to read.But as you stated these incidents are very much real.well written but I hate that this concept of an idea has to be written at all

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Zoe

4 Months Ago

Uh-huh, I understand.
Thanks for your time and review!
Overwhelming and powerful, a very sad truth these days, just yesterdays newspapers reads 5 rapes in 5 days in Harayana :( . Daffodils being one of my favourite poems I started reading your poem hoping to find wordsworth lingering, but you did not need him. Very well written. This is the first piece I read of your collecion and it makes me read the rest of your writing.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Zoe

4 Months Ago

Almost a hundred rape cases are filed each day in India alone. That's the sad truth, as you said.read more
I enjoyed your take on the poem, gives it a much more edgy and dark conclusion. The rape of the woman is almost like a violation of Life itself.

Great poem, but I would have enjoyed a "violent" description of the demise of the men. But I am Dexter Morgan, so? ;)

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Zoe

4 Months Ago

Hah, and I thought Dexter Morgan is dead.
Thank you for your words here, Lovecraft!
Lovecraft

4 Months Ago

I didn't die, I faked my death. ;)
Zoe

4 Months Ago

Oh i see XD
Daffodils...a wonderful poem....along with your your poem too.
Loved the work:)

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Zoe

4 Months Ago

Thank you, Priyanshi! Glad you liked it!
Priyanshi

4 Months Ago

My Pleasure:)
A brutally realistic theme, Zoe.

I am not really a fan of poems that are 'take-offs' of pre-existing works even when they are extremely well done as this one is. Your theme and the language throughout did not really need the work of Wordsworth to guide its rhyme and structure. By all means have your sources of inspiration, but don't fall into the habit of producing 'take-offs'. It undermines your true talent and creativity.

That aside, there is no doubting the truth, brutality and realism of your theme. That such incidences like this happen on a near daily basis in this day and age is truly tragic and a blight on our development as human beings.

A nicely conceived, inspired piece. Forget Wordsworth. Always be yourself with pen and page.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Zoe

4 Months Ago

I totally understand what you're saying. I'm not really into such poems either. I just thought I sho.. read more
A sad story but I did like the ending. Mother Nature seeking revenge for abuse of the girl. A powerful poem. You left things for the reader to think about. Thank you Zoe for sharing the powerful and worthwhile poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Zoe

4 Months Ago

Thanks a lot for your kind words, Coyote! Means much :)
Coyote Poetry

4 Months Ago

You are welcome dear friend.
Laid her flat, those freaking swines,
And on the poor girl did they prey.
Her skin exposed, she continued to whine,
Until they called it a day.
happy wheels apk.

Posted 4 Months Ago


You never disappoint me with your talent. The poem Daffodils by Wordsworth is a very fine example of romantic poetry which gives happiness and pleasure to readers. The poem you have written is totally the opposite which is an outstanding contrast between these two poems. I appreciate the effort you have taken to write about such evil issue in our society. This is a poem that needs a larger audience so that in any way it can change the society. (One can just hope)

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Zoe

4 Months Ago

Thank you very much, Najam. Your comments are much appreciated! :)
Zoe

4 Months Ago

Also, I'll hopefully do a bit more better with my next poem. @Emipoemi helped me understand the musi.. read more
Najam Us Saher

4 Months Ago

You are most welcome.
This really hit the strings. This happened over here lately and the whole nation is still mourning. She was just seven and they brutally murdered her. Her body was found in the dump.
I really like what you did here, giving it your voice. God bless!

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Zoe

4 Months Ago

That's so terrible. But again, it's nothing new. This happens almost everyday in our country. Some p.. read more
Suhd

4 Months Ago

Couldn't agree more. You're most welcome :)
I think writing is your gift...you write well and this is one of the best

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Zoe

4 Months Ago

Aw, thank you, Farhan. Means much! :)

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