Long Poems About Werewolves
#werewolves
A Twist Of A Vampire’s Fate XL
#vampires
#lover
#UnrequitedLove
#ForbiddenLove
#werewolves
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A Twist Of A Vampire’s Fate XXXVIII
Will While I See You Again
SIGHISOARE, ROMANIA
“Naynina.”
Dracon realized he could not use telepathy to reach out to Naynina. He will kill any man with his bare hands if they have taken the love of his life away from him.
“Fuck.”
Dracon reined his horse to the side of the road. He dismounted and hit the horse on the back.
The horse galloped off.
Dracon inhaled the air, he could not smell Naynina or feel her presence in the wind. He ran several yards; he lifted his feet from off the ground and soared toward the skies.
...
SIGHISOARE, ROMANIA
“Naynina.”
Dracon realized he could not use telepathy to reach out to Naynina. He will kill any man with his bare hands if they have taken the love of his life away from him.
“Fuck.”
Dracon reined his horse to the side of the road. He dismounted and hit the horse on the back.
The horse galloped off.
Dracon inhaled the air, he could not smell Naynina or feel her presence in the wind. He ran several yards; he lifted his feet from off the ground and soared toward the skies.
...
#vampires
#UnrequitedLove
#nostalgia
#ForbiddenLove
#werewolves
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She-Wolf Shenanigans
I was walking home alone late one night,
With cool clear skies under a pale full moon,
Thinking to myself: Why am I walking again?
I really need to get my car repaired soon.
And sure enough as I was passing by the park,
A sexy woman came out from behind some trees,
I said to myself “motherf… I’m in trouble now”
But I tried to play it cool and remained at ease.
“Hey, do you have a light” she said coming closer,
“I don’t smoke m’am” I replied when she was near,
“Are you alone tonight?” she asked curiously,
“Not...
With cool clear skies under a pale full moon,
Thinking to myself: Why am I walking again?
I really need to get my car repaired soon.
And sure enough as I was passing by the park,
A sexy woman came out from behind some trees,
I said to myself “motherf… I’m in trouble now”
But I tried to play it cool and remained at ease.
“Hey, do you have a light” she said coming closer,
“I don’t smoke m’am” I replied when she was near,
“Are you alone tonight?” she asked curiously,
“Not...
#dark
#Halloween
#scary
#funny
#werewolves
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Once Upon a Nightmare!
Once upon a nightmare, in a land where dreams turn sour, something wicked this way ventured, by the stroke of midnight hour. The fairy folk we know and love, are nowhere to be found, for something has been hunting them, their blood upon the ground.
Survivors of this spate of death, decide the time hath come, to assemble all to gather arms, and hunt the hunter down. One by one the fairy tales, the names we know so well, slaughtered by an unknown hand, enchantment gone to hell.
In spite of all their valour, for the most were far too late, the fairy folk were victims, of a...
Survivors of this spate of death, decide the time hath come, to assemble all to gather arms, and hunt the hunter down. One by one the fairy tales, the names we know so well, slaughtered by an unknown hand, enchantment gone to hell.
In spite of all their valour, for the most were far too late, the fairy folk were victims, of a...
#monsters
#apocalypse
#nightmares #werewolves
#nightmares #werewolves
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She Wolf.
The forest was still in the early hours of a cold autumn morning. The silence was broken only by the breeze through the trees and the restless trickling of a stream running through the middle of a clearing. A ghostly mist slowly danced over the dew sodden ground faintly illuminated by the failing glow of the moon overhead, obscured by a veil of thickening clouds. Nothing moved apart from the crystal clear water. No creature made a sound, and yet among the dark shadows a pair of watchful eyes peered over the clearing and observed the scene with extreme caution, studying every detail as though...
#moon
#nature
#werewolves
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BEWARE OF THE SHAPESHIFTERS
Have you ever came across someone, who appears to be just like you only to discover later that they are nothing like you in mind heart and soul, for there main purpose in your life and world is to only bring turmoil and confusion to your all ready trouble existences.
Just to farther there own agenda only to fool you into believing that they have your best interest at heart with love,...
Just to farther there own agenda only to fool you into believing that they have your best interest at heart with love,...
#monsters
#vampires
#nightmares
#witches
#werewolves
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A WORLD BEYOND A WORLD
As night slowly creeps through the skies it here, as I stare at you as the light of the moon reflect against your body and soul as I admire the very beauty of the fragments of your being, from the mere texture of your silken skin that reflects off the moonlight glow like mere fire from a flame but yet I wonder as I ponder WHO ARE YOU.
That has the mere tendency to disengage my sensual and sexual...
That has the mere tendency to disengage my sensual and sexual...
#monsters
#vampires
#aliens
#witches
#werewolves
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FOOL MOON
I will not believe all the lies
Wriiten in the fairie tale of my life
Black on white and day or night
Just a tragedy by the candle light
And
I'm ripping apart beneath the fool moon
Remember the beauty that bested me
A haunted destiny
She took my silver tongue
And gave me bestial howls
I love the taste of you
BECAUSE YOU ARE JUST MEAT TO ME
From the haunted moors to the promised land
Adorned in the fabric of Lucien's nightmare
I scorn the idols of Faith raped from you
Perfection in desecration...
Wriiten in the fairie tale of my life
Black on white and day or night
Just a tragedy by the candle light
And
I'm ripping apart beneath the fool moon
Remember the beauty that bested me
A haunted destiny
She took my silver tongue
And gave me bestial howls
I love the taste of you
BECAUSE YOU ARE JUST MEAT TO ME
From the haunted moors to the promised land
Adorned in the fabric of Lucien's nightmare
I scorn the idols of Faith raped from you
Perfection in desecration...
#love
#death
#werewolves #curse
#werewolves #curse
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The Window in the Third Floor
He feels a chill down his spine as he walks through the door. The music is loud, the air is warm and everyone seems in a trance as they dance into the night.
He has keen sense of smell and yet amidst the alcohol, the mix of colognes and perfumes that fill the air there is something different about this club. Almost everyone seems Goth, but that’s ok with him, last month he had visited a place that was country and the month before that an all 80s retro club. But he still can’t put his finger on about this place. Everyone was beautiful, dancing as the bass from the speakers...
He has keen sense of smell and yet amidst the alcohol, the mix of colognes and perfumes that fill the air there is something different about this club. Almost everyone seems Goth, but that’s ok with him, last month he had visited a place that was country and the month before that an all 80s retro club. But he still can’t put his finger on about this place. Everyone was beautiful, dancing as the bass from the speakers...
#scary
#vampires
#ShortStory #werewolves
#ShortStory #werewolves
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The Lycan
A full moon, this night feels tenebrious;
a sad howl can be heard as if in lament,
the wolves have begun a nighttime chorus.
A lone wanderer feels the now familiar
physical change that will transform him,
a cycle dictated mercilessly by the lunar calendar.
He is cursed, yet without knowing why,
being the seventh son, of a seventh son
sealed him to this miserable fate without crime.
A solitude, forced, a very heavy cross to bear,
he cannot trust himself around humankind,
unable to control the carnage he is not willing to dare. ...
a sad howl can be heard as if in lament,
the wolves have begun a nighttime chorus.
A lone wanderer feels the now familiar
physical change that will transform him,
a cycle dictated mercilessly by the lunar calendar.
He is cursed, yet without knowing why,
being the seventh son, of a seventh son
sealed him to this miserable fate without crime.
A solitude, forced, a very heavy cross to bear,
he cannot trust himself around humankind,
unable to control the carnage he is not willing to dare. ...
#dark
#werewolves
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About Werewolves