Poems About Vampires Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about vampires published by members recently online.
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
13th Oct 2022 8:37am
13th Oct 2022 8:37am
Vampires Need Love Too
Haunted dreams of darkness
feral and profane
flickering shadows arcane
stealing my soul
leaving...
need
skin crawling need
and mindless desire
I... I ..can't think straight
I ... was on a date
an ageless beauty on my arm
alabaster skin
and flawless complexion
a sequined gown
backless
with just a hint of modesty
I wore a tux and I looked good
but next to her
I was a bum
the symphony and private party after
drinking...
feral and profane
flickering shadows arcane
stealing my soul
leaving...
need
skin crawling need
and mindless desire
I... I ..can't think straight
I ... was on a date
an ageless beauty on my arm
alabaster skin
and flawless complexion
a sequined gown
backless
with just a hint of modesty
I wore a tux and I looked good
but next to her
I was a bum
the symphony and private party after
drinking...
#Halloween
#vampires
#FallingInLove
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APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
13th Oct 2022 8:37am
13th Oct 2022 8:37am
Vampires Need Love Too
Haunted dreams of darkness
feral and profane
flickering shadows arcane
stealing my soul
leaving...
need
skin crawling need
and mindless desire
I... I ..can't think straight
I ... was on a date
an ageless beauty on my arm
alabaster skin
and flawless complexion
a sequined gown
backless
with just a hint of modesty
I wore a tux and I looked good
but next to her
I was a bum
the symphony and private party after
drinking...
feral and profane
flickering shadows arcane
stealing my soul
leaving...
need
skin crawling need
and mindless desire
I... I ..can't think straight
I ... was on a date
an ageless beauty on my arm
alabaster skin
and flawless complexion
a sequined gown
backless
with just a hint of modesty
I wore a tux and I looked good
but next to her
I was a bum
the symphony and private party after
drinking...
#Halloween
#vampires
#FallingInLove
421 reads
10 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 11:17am
28th Mar 2024 11:17am
Buried On The Surface
The sun walks slowly to its sepulture
in the horizon, the death of a day
as the cooling blanket of night covers
her creatures all, the beasts and the lovers
Moonlight caresses the catafalque stone
as if to query the desire to rise
whispers of the ancient ones sing to me
hymns of the lost souls, longing to be free
The night is clear though I see no starlight
wrought with the overcast of emotions
such a deluge, this downpour of desire
moving me, as sights and sounds inspire
Walking the world unseen and...
in the horizon, the death of a day
as the cooling blanket of night covers
her creatures all, the beasts and the lovers
Moonlight caresses the catafalque stone
as if to query the desire to rise
whispers of the ancient ones sing to me
hymns of the lost souls, longing to be free
The night is clear though I see no starlight
wrought with the overcast of emotions
such a deluge, this downpour of desire
moving me, as sights and sounds inspire
Walking the world unseen and...
#loneliness
#dark
#vampires
13 reads
3 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 11:17am
28th Mar 2024 11:17am
Buried On The Surface
The sun walks slowly to its sepulture
in the horizon, the death of a day
as the cooling blanket of night covers
her creatures all, the beasts and the lovers
Moonlight caresses the catafalque stone
as if to query the desire to rise
whispers of the ancient ones sing to me
hymns of the lost souls, longing to be free
The night is clear though I see no starlight
wrought with the overcast of emotions
such a deluge, this downpour of desire
moving me, as sights and sounds inspire
Walking the world unseen and...
in the horizon, the death of a day
as the cooling blanket of night covers
her creatures all, the beasts and the lovers
Moonlight caresses the catafalque stone
as if to query the desire to rise
whispers of the ancient ones sing to me
hymns of the lost souls, longing to be free
The night is clear though I see no starlight
wrought with the overcast of emotions
such a deluge, this downpour of desire
moving me, as sights and sounds inspire
Walking the world unseen and...
#loneliness
#dark
#vampires
13 reads
3 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 11:17am
28th Mar 2024 11:17am
Buried On The Surface
The sun walks slowly to its sepulture
in the horizon, the death of a day
as the cooling blanket of night covers
her creatures all, the beasts and the lovers
Moonlight caresses the catafalque stone
as if to query the desire to rise
whispers of the ancient ones sing to me
hymns of the lost souls, longing to be free
The night is clear though I see no starlight
wrought with the overcast of emotions
such a deluge, this downpour of desire
moving me, as sights and sounds inspire
Walking the world unseen and...
in the horizon, the death of a day
as the cooling blanket of night covers
her creatures all, the beasts and the lovers
Moonlight caresses the catafalque stone
as if to query the desire to rise
whispers of the ancient ones sing to me
hymns of the lost souls, longing to be free
The night is clear though I see no starlight
wrought with the overcast of emotions
such a deluge, this downpour of desire
moving me, as sights and sounds inspire
Walking the world unseen and...
#loneliness
#dark
#vampires
13 reads
3 Comments
javalini
Poem Published
24th Oct 2021 3:32pm
24th Oct 2021 3:32pm
HICKEY
Emagene don't care nothing 'bout you," he said.
"I got a hickey on my neck says differnt," I told him.
"Ain't."
I pulled my collar down so that his eyes might fall upon the deep purple bruise Emagene had put there not two hours prior.
I could see the hurt in his eyes and felt a little sorry for him.
"Coulda been anybody sucked that hickey," he said. "Knowin' you, coulda been a man."
"Ain't no man lest Emagene is one. That gal hung on me like a tick."
And that's when he swung. He was going for that famous first punch...
"I got a hickey on my neck says differnt," I told him.
"Ain't."
I pulled my collar down so that his eyes might fall upon the deep purple bruise Emagene had put there not two hours prior.
I could see the hurt in his eyes and felt a little sorry for him.
"Coulda been anybody sucked that hickey," he said. "Knowin' you, coulda been a man."
"Ain't no man lest Emagene is one. That gal hung on me like a tick."
And that's when he swung. He was going for that famous first punch...
#vampires
662 reads
2 Comments
Chere-Rene13
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2023 8:53am
2nd Feb 2023 8:53am
Vampire Vortex Dream
Separated from the world of the living...Eternity is your life long curse of breathing among the living...Your carvings, lusting, for the human BLOOD. Bon appetit is the desire of hunt of first fresh kill. Your needle piercing fangs of teeth...draining the blood right out of his body, the light right out of his eyes. Hellion of Hell...A Vampire Vortex...A Sly Seduction of Sex...A whole new meaning & definition in the morale contex. These victims of ignorance, couldn't fathom or measure the macbrea evening of unknown horrors in the primitive, darken night. Bats in flight, high pitch...
#monsters
#vampires
#ghosts
358 reads
6 Comments
Chere-Rene13
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2023 8:53am
2nd Feb 2023 8:53am
Vampire Vortex Dream
Separated from the world of the living...Eternity is your life long curse of breathing among the living...Your carvings, lusting, for the human BLOOD. Bon appetit is the desire of hunt of first fresh kill. Your needle piercing fangs of teeth...draining the blood right out of his body, the light right out of his eyes. Hellion of Hell...A Vampire Vortex...A Sly Seduction of Sex...A whole new meaning & definition in the morale contex. These victims of ignorance, couldn't fathom or measure the macbrea evening of unknown horrors in the primitive, darken night. Bats in flight, high pitch...
#monsters
#vampires
#ghosts
358 reads
6 Comments
Chere-Rene13
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2023 8:53am
2nd Feb 2023 8:53am
Vampire Vortex Dream
Separated from the world of the living...Eternity is your life long curse of breathing among the living...Your carvings, lusting, for the human BLOOD. Bon appetit is the desire of hunt of first fresh kill. Your needle piercing fangs of teeth...draining the blood right out of his body, the light right out of his eyes. Hellion of Hell...A Vampire Vortex...A Sly Seduction of Sex...A whole new meaning & definition in the morale contex. These victims of ignorance, couldn't fathom or measure the macbrea evening of unknown horrors in the primitive, darken night. Bats in flight, high pitch...
#monsters
#vampires
#ghosts
358 reads
6 Comments
ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
15th Mar 2019 7:39pm
15th Mar 2019 7:39pm
The Creature
On a cobblestone road in the middle of the night,
I'm a sorry looking soul, with skin of pale white.
There are puddles on the ground, reflecting the moon's light,
plus some fog rolling 'round, that's inhibiting sight.
I see no one else around, I'm really hoping I might.
I'm surrounded by the sound of rain, two cats in a fight,
plus water rushing down the drains and pouring out of the pipes.
I pop the collar on my coat, I go left and then right.
I find a woman walking alone, now I'm...
I'm a sorry looking soul, with skin of pale white.
There are puddles on the ground, reflecting the moon's light,
plus some fog rolling 'round, that's inhibiting sight.
I see no one else around, I'm really hoping I might.
I'm surrounded by the sound of rain, two cats in a fight,
plus water rushing down the drains and pouring out of the pipes.
I pop the collar on my coat, I go left and then right.
I find a woman walking alone, now I'm...
#monsters
#vampires
#curse
555 reads
4 Comments
ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
15th Mar 2019 7:39pm
15th Mar 2019 7:39pm
The Creature
On a cobblestone road in the middle of the night,
I'm a sorry looking soul, with skin of pale white.
There are puddles on the ground, reflecting the moon's light,
plus some fog rolling 'round, that's inhibiting sight.
I see no one else around, I'm really hoping I might.
I'm surrounded by the sound of rain, two cats in a fight,
plus water rushing down the drains and pouring out of the pipes.
I pop the collar on my coat, I go left and then right.
I find a woman walking alone, now I'm...
I'm a sorry looking soul, with skin of pale white.
There are puddles on the ground, reflecting the moon's light,
plus some fog rolling 'round, that's inhibiting sight.
I see no one else around, I'm really hoping I might.
I'm surrounded by the sound of rain, two cats in a fight,
plus water rushing down the drains and pouring out of the pipes.
I pop the collar on my coat, I go left and then right.
I find a woman walking alone, now I'm...
#monsters
#vampires
#curse
555 reads
4 Comments
ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
15th Mar 2019 7:39pm
15th Mar 2019 7:39pm
The Creature
On a cobblestone road in the middle of the night,
I'm a sorry looking soul, with skin of pale white.
There are puddles on the ground, reflecting the moon's light,
plus some fog rolling 'round, that's inhibiting sight.
I see no one else around, I'm really hoping I might.
I'm surrounded by the sound of rain, two cats in a fight,
plus water rushing down the drains and pouring out of the pipes.
I pop the collar on my coat, I go left and then right.
I find a woman walking alone, now I'm...
I'm a sorry looking soul, with skin of pale white.
There are puddles on the ground, reflecting the moon's light,
plus some fog rolling 'round, that's inhibiting sight.
I see no one else around, I'm really hoping I might.
I'm surrounded by the sound of rain, two cats in a fight,
plus water rushing down the drains and pouring out of the pipes.
I pop the collar on my coat, I go left and then right.
I find a woman walking alone, now I'm...
#monsters
#vampires
#curse
555 reads
4 Comments
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