Vampire

Night is a mystery to some, but has become my best friend.

The breeze has calmed, there is nothing left but the stillness of the moonbeams descending upon the quiet Earth, mostly asleep and stopped.

The black veil of darkness envelopps my cold shoulders

My skin tingles at the sensation of pure nothingness

And serene stillness

Settling down in sprinkles of sweet darkness all around me.

The rays of the moon, hanging up above in this inky black sky,

Shine upon my paper-white skin

And fills me with yet another sensation

Of the Vampire Feeling.

 

Silence hangs within

My eyes glow and spy the emptiness of the surroundings

Breathing the inspiration that emanes from the very essence of

This black veil, so utterly beautiful.

This night, like every other night,

Hides no secrets from me.

I am the night;

The night is me,

Our existence is but one bond

Tied together by my beliefs

And this veil that colours the skies.

Endless visions infiltrate my mind, now one with the Night

I inhale them, savour them

And as I exhale, the Night is there, inside of me

Dancing upon the walls of my mind

Time has no meaning...

 

I am a Vampire, and I rule the darkness

The world of existence is mine

I rule the very borders of the mind

I swim in the emotion that the veil of Night

Weaves around my soul

I embrace the dangerous thoughts of the shadows

And dance beneath the sillouettes of Time

I adventure myself in the dangers of imagination

And collect the blood of broken hearts

I am a Vampire, and I awaken with the darkness

And I live until the first rays of the scorching sun irritate my skin

Until the veil of pure black evaporates in the daylight

And my face darkens into a shield of protection

Against the sun's fiery glow.

Time flows back in, everything ends in a sudden blast of light...

 

When night weaves a cucoon in the skies of time,

I am a Vampire, breathing the still, cold air...

 

Author's Note

I swear, this was spontanious.
I love the effects of what nightime is doing to my imagination.

Reviews

[We are young.]

yay I love nightime as well, very great poem, oh how we all like the vampires. Nice job
*claps*

[Kiara]

your imagination is working wonders, so is your writing especially this piece! amazing. loved it : )

[nostal]

Awesome.I loved it.

[An owl on the moon]

This is so darkly powerful, sensual, striking... You create such a vivid world of depth, with rich tones and movement, and your words are absolute perfection:

"The Night is there, inside of me...Dancing upon the walls of my mind"

Read this one over and over...