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POETRY-HORROR AND VAMPIRES A COLLECTION OF POEMS WITH THE GENERAL THEME OF MONSTERS,WEREWOLFS AND VAMPIRES |
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MISTY NIGHTS In dark alleys In grey misty cemetery Lies underneath the ground The internal sleep and time Where the dead roam free and wild In the twilight of the moon Ghostly mist Ghastly cries Scream of panic Cold slow movement of death The dead arise as zombies To the cries of the wolves As symphony to the dead A vampire awakes The dead never sleeps A vampire never sleeps A vampire never dies Haunted silence Misty moon Cold grey stone Howling wolves Crying owls Sound of bat wings Ghostly silence A cry-a scream A body found In near death Pale as white As white as death Ghostly spirits Wandered around in the shadows The odour of evil The vampire return Return to haunt To haunt the living Moonscape Twilight Misty Foggy evenings Vampire hunt By the light The light of the moon For living prey Feed the hunger Hunger for the living….. |
VAMPIRE [WILD HEART] THE WOLVES ARE HOWLING IN THE NIGHT,
HOWLING IN THE WIND, AS LOUD AS THUNDER, WITH CRYS THAT CAN BE HEARD FOR MILES, WITHIN A DEEP FOREST, ON A MOUNTAIN TOP, STOOD A CASTLE, THAT HAS BEEN THEIR FOR MANY CENTURIES, OVER LOOKING A DARK VALLEY, COVERED WITH MIST, WITHIN THESE CASTLE WALLS, THEIR SLEEPS AN UNSPEAKABLE EVIL, A MOST HORRID BEAST, PART HUMAN, PART ANIMAL, NEITHER DEAD OF ALIVE, A VAMPIRE, SHE SLEEPS LIKE THE DEAD OF NIGHT, DURING THE DAY SHE IS NOWHERE TO BE SEEN, AT NIGHT SHE FEEDS ON BLOOD, HUMAN BLOOD, OF SOME UNFORTUNATE VICTIM, OF THE VAMPIRE, A PALE AS WHITE AS SNOW, SHE PROWLS LIKE A WOLF, DRIFTS IN AND OUT LIKE FOG ON A COLD NIGHT, SHE PROWLS LIKE A CAT, LOOKING FOR THE NEXT VICTIM, TO FILL HER NEED FOR NORISHMENT, AS BEAUTIFUL AS A BLACK ROSE, AS DARK AS THE BLACKNESS IN THE NIGHT, HER EYES ARE AS RED AS THE FIRES OF HELL, WITH NOSE LIKE A BAT, AND MOVEMENT LIKE A CAT, THE VAMPIRE, WITH TWO LARGE FANGS, SHE STALKS HER VICTIMS AT NIGHT, HUNTING BY THE MOONLIGHT, SHE SLEEPS IN A LARGE COLD, STONE, BOX, IN THE BASEMENT OF THE COUNCIL, AWAY FROM THE SUN, SHE SLEEPS AS IF SHE WAS DEAD, AS IF SHE'S BEEN DEAD FOR YEARS, THE VAMPIRE................................. |
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