A Vampyres Veracity.
I am the one that weaves the clothe of pandemonium,
sewing with terror and abhorrence, an agonizing thread.
With needles of rotten flesh and dismal teething wombs,
I’ve dire need to protrude filth amongst undying dead.
With a breath of fuming essence my heart grows splendidly black.
Darkened with tar from beneath the soil of corpse floated lands.
These teeth rip into succulent virgin torrent blood and meat.
As I caress thoughts of torturous bone molds with vacant hands.
Power and desire sup at the dine of misfortunate daughters,
Usurped from ‘neath the noses of bewildered monarchs.
Their epitome of life subtly trickle between these festered fangs.
I revel the agony caused by inflicted pleasures of this heart.
Music and rhythm played from the aching strands of plucked vision,
The harmonies of new-found pierced scars that burn with grief.
I smirk and leer and stare and falter when mortality comes about.
For I loathe unintentionally permitting a deliverance of relief.
I am the darkness in the crack of your most horrid thoughts,
the being you claim to be of great offense and suppress.
I am the malice that beats at your heart and deadens your soul,
the shadow of ill meant deeds and banters that digress.
I am the beast within.
Author notes
Option # 1
A contest entry
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This totally a beautiful work of art, and I enjoyed this read..Thanks for entering my contest...novy
"May your fngs be forever sharp" -
"With a breath of fuming essence my heart grows splendidly black.
Darkened with tar from beneath the soil of corpse floated lands.
These teeth rip into succulent virgin torrent blood and meat.
As I caress thoughts of torturous bone molds with vacant hands." is my favorite part good luck -
this is a very dark write. a bit gory but not overly so. i like this.
well done and good luck -
Very nice job, very well written poem. I love the word use, and the imagery. This piece is very original. I especially loved the first two verses. Amazing...
-Allura -
I personally thought this was one of the better lines:
"With needles of rotten flesh and dismal teething wombs," -
Rich with imagery and beautiful language! this line hit me between the eyes:
I am the darkness in the crack of your most horrid thoughts
OOOOO, that's chilly!!!!
DK
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