B.L.O.O.D

B.L.O.O.D

A Poem by Becca

There's a smell,
That is rich in iron and rust.
It flows through your veins.
Light blue, venturing off
Into different parts of your body.
Giving you the oxygen you need.
But when a small cut 
Revels that one drop of blood.
When that smell overcomes all of my senses.
You better hope it was just a small drop you lost.
As that smell, rust, iron, and a bit of sweetness,
It drives me wild. 
Makes me insane.
I will gladly inhale your scent.
Breathe it in.
But, you better hope,
That you don't get a bigger cut,
That the blood isn't seeping out.
Because the site of that red, gooey, and sticky,
Delicious aroma makes me shake with desire, thirst, hunger.
Just one taste of it,
And you better believe, you won't be alive any longer.
Blood.
A sticky, gooey, red substance,
I can't resist.
Blood.
It has an aroma so sweet, yet bitter with a rustic scent.
It's what I crave the most.
Blood. 
Better hope it isn't yours that is being spilled...

© 2013 Becca


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B.L.O.O.D. was interesting. There was a definate vampiric ambiance, but it took a different turn. Normally there is an evolving progression into th e senses. Sight, smell, then taste. I never got to taste, and the sense that I encountered most in this poem was smell, olfactory. "Theres a smell That is rich in iron and rust. It flows through your veins" - How matter of fact. I read somewhere that you dont actually taste with your mouth, but rather you have different receptors on your tougne that make the smells more intense in the areas of sweet, sour, bitter, etc... "I will gladly inhale your scent" almost makes me think of when my father used to tell me to stop inhaling my food ;). The narrators says that one taste will make your death absolute, but I never got a description of taste... just smell, which I thought was interesting. On a more technical note, spelling. Nice!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Becca

11 Years Ago

thanks.. i guess i've been reading too much twilight again. but i like to emphasize the smell rather.. read more
Ninja Empyrean

11 Years Ago

I wasnt criticizing, I love the concept of vampirism... it is a dark fantasy of mine; I could lose m.. read more
Becca

11 Years Ago

ah. like i said, i've been reading too much twilight again. plus, the smell of blood is one of my fa.. read more



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B.L.O.O.D. was interesting. There was a definate vampiric ambiance, but it took a different turn. Normally there is an evolving progression into th e senses. Sight, smell, then taste. I never got to taste, and the sense that I encountered most in this poem was smell, olfactory. "Theres a smell That is rich in iron and rust. It flows through your veins" - How matter of fact. I read somewhere that you dont actually taste with your mouth, but rather you have different receptors on your tougne that make the smells more intense in the areas of sweet, sour, bitter, etc... "I will gladly inhale your scent" almost makes me think of when my father used to tell me to stop inhaling my food ;). The narrators says that one taste will make your death absolute, but I never got a description of taste... just smell, which I thought was interesting. On a more technical note, spelling. Nice!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Becca

11 Years Ago

thanks.. i guess i've been reading too much twilight again. but i like to emphasize the smell rather.. read more
Ninja Empyrean

11 Years Ago

I wasnt criticizing, I love the concept of vampirism... it is a dark fantasy of mine; I could lose m.. read more
Becca

11 Years Ago

ah. like i said, i've been reading too much twilight again. plus, the smell of blood is one of my fa.. read more

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Becca
Becca

Rochester, NY



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