Life Sucks-Become A Vampire!
If life does suck,
And you die,
Angels f**k,
And saints get high.
Demons love,
And they laugh,
Bathed in blood,
The vampires' path,
Lined with flowers,
Make roses wilt,
And roses die,
So blood is split,
And mortals cry.
We pass with grace,
Hidden from light,
Pale of face,
Children of the night.
Woah! I have no idea what to say, haha! Well, you've got a great framework here, the stanzas seem to flow pretty well, the vampire image, eh - I tend to make it nicer for myself, but that's just me:) I am shocked actually that you sent this to me, because I'm smack dab in the middle of writing a vampire Y/A novel!! I didn't like the Angels f**k and saints get high thing, it really didn't have anything to do with vampires (again, just my opinion), I think you could put something more fitting in there - given your talents with the rest of the poem, I think you could put something in there even stronger to "shock and awe" the crowds. I liked the images of bathing in blood (well not liked, but it fit well, you know what I mean! lol), and the roses wilt - now that was good imagery - like if a vampire walks into the room and the roses wilt, that's good. Lining a coffin in wilted rose pedals could be neat, I'm rambling. I liked this, with a couple of modifications, I would love it:) Feel free to send me more!
My name is Davia, I'm 20 years old, and I live in TN. My birthday is March 05, 1988. I'm in college now for psychology, and I babysit on the side. I've been writing short stories since I was in third.. more..