Gothic Vampire

A promt/ and a trial

In the land where all hopes and dreams

have faded like the early morning mist

 

When even daylight shrouds you

like the darkest night

here is where you will ever find my soul

 

Creeping through passageways

damp with the blood of the innocents

here is where the screams of the lost and lonely,

reverberate through hallowed halls

 

The stench of slowly decaying flesh

assaults my senses, I feel the ever present hunger

the thirst for that warm sweet nectar

that pulsates through your veins and arteries alike

 

Moving slowly creeping lowly

a shadows shifting shape

peering through the window pane

tap tapping lightly

waiting anticipating at your window sill

Reviews

[Sunny Skye]

Great poem. i really like it and i love the poem is so me. :)

[MuSe Ampoule]

Oooh, very dark and delicous! I was hanging and loving on every line. Very well done...I love the dark stuff.

My favorite was the whole last stanza, though it was hard to choose.

[Anna]

Awesome. I love the title.

[Goodbye]

Blind lust for the nectar - very dark, very seductive, very creepy. Very, very good little horror story, and loved the photo...

[Inkcognito]

Dark and haunting for sure! Vivid imagery, well composed. Great job!

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

nicely fleshed imagery~ the sounds echo~ gorgeous tactile writing~

[Wondering Mind]

Dark imagery. Well written, for sure.