Write a story/ poem from the point of view of any kind of demon (vampire, succubi...) standing up for your basic human rights and finding your... positive aspects.
New poems only Correct grammar and spelling One poem per person Between 100-400 words.
Posted: 9th March 2015 4:18pm
Edited: 9th March 2015 4:24pm
Joined 6th Mar 2015 Forum Posts: 37
The Vampiric Elf
Don't spit on me when I walk by, I may be demonic but I have feelings and I do cry, You may hurt me everyday, But I have found out the reasons behind what you say.
I am a person too, Even if my ears look like they grew, I hope you know the damage you have done, Being me now isn't much fun..
I can do what you humans can't, I can fly and suck the blood of my foes.. I am also mythical so watch me go, On my own, I am quite the show.
But you ruined it all for me, And left me trapped in misery, But I will triumph and march on through, Because that's what we are supposed to do.
I will remember the greatness I hold, And stories of me will be told, Because I am a vampiric elf, And don't even think of placing me on a shelf...
Posted: 9th March 2015 4:54pm
Edited: 9th March 2015 5:52pm - edited 3 times
Too krystull bawllz werk betta den won
Damm wryte dey R. Look att mee. Eye'ma phuckin' debbil with nuttz. Uh reel debbil. Nawt uh vampyre. Dey ain't gawt nuttz. Enyhowell, eye emma debbil. A terribull won eye am. Eye gott too krystull bawls. Nawt won. Too beeg bald wonez. Won hangz lowher den da uther. Winn eye laff, eye kann tell yew your fortshinn. Itt don't look pritty.
Sorree fer da mispellin' Itt'z mai kurse......eye hadd itt since birf.
Posted: 16th March 2015 10:54pm
Edited: 16th March 2015 10:57pm
Joined 14th Mar 2015 Forum Posts: 72
Humanity in the Immortal
All I have ever wanted was what I had before it was taken from me. To be back in that time with those people was what I thought I wanted. Growing up from a rambunctious lad to a troubled young man. I remember my mother and father. My sisters and their children. My friends.
I have lost that part of me long ago. I may look like you in terms of appearance but I have been around. I have been here to see how you live. I used to want nothing more than to grasp the concept of our purpose on earth. Time and my curse has allowed me to come this far in my conquest for enlightenment.
All I see are people . When I look in the mirror all I see is what I was, and still am. A person.
Posted: 20th March 2015 1:05am
Joined 1st July 2014 Forum Posts: 318
Not A Monster
You may say that I look beastly, You are afraid of me when I'm watching you when you sleep, but don't be so afraid. I just want to touch you and hold you, Caress you to let you know demons can love too. You ask me who I am, well don't worry about introduction because all you need to know is I'm here now. Don't scream, please don't shout I'm just here in need of a friend. Can you see me for me?, Do you really understand me? Or are you just scared of me. Don't be frightened, I won't hurt you. You are not my enemy, but I hope I'm not yours. I can protect from those who would harm you, Make you understand that I don't want to kill you. Stand by my side and I'll keep my word. Sure I have nails sharp enough to cut anyone's skin, Sure I may be tough, Sure I can do things no human is capable of doing, but it don't matter. I'm not a beast, I'm not an animal, I'm not a monster.
Posted: 20th March 2015 1:25am
Joined 21st July 2012 Forum Posts: 240
The Same Evil
Even though I come from the night I still expect to be treated as equal, bent up emotion but I will not fall critical the alarm state of my people I am a demon, but what is a human? The same thing I believe to be, flesh walking the streets looking to belong in a society that seems to want to pre-judge. Why am I ridiculed for standing up to pain? Every individual is his/her own monster, I went to bury my friend last night, all because of someone's belief of his evil ways but in reality his closed casket was his final stand, no mass, only a few people looking at us evil. I'm here to inform, we have begun the heeling process, we like darkness you love the light, is that what really separates you and I? Have I ever done you harm? My people kill, your people kill, why blame us? We believe in a darker way of living, don't you believe in freedom? I guess not.
Posted: 21st March 2015 11:00am
Joined 15th Feb 2015 Forum Posts: 305
My identity was never known Working quietly in the night I had just arrived from below My seeds of destiny already sewn
I came here hungry from that trip so few are ever even offered So I sought meat, my favorite food and had their fear within my grip
But hunger grows as you well know and barely time had I to eat in those back lots and foggy streets my reputation began to grow
I sliced and pulled out parts I like as anyone with a food preference the meat is just luke warm up here and goes cold short after the strike
I hid by day and hunted by night my practice had become a game "Can you catch me?", I taunted them In those days law were not too bright
I had my fill and moved along to other regions to slaughter to eat the women, wife and daughter I thought not that my deeds were wrong
At least not for ghouls from Hell A name you placed on all my work you called me Jack the Ripper in stories I'm sure you know quite well
And in the end, there were, perhaps, limits to how much he could let himself change.