A hunger burns so deeply
Driving and pushing me to act
Wings erupt through flesh
Bone splits and membranes from
Veins spread like a webbed tattoo
Off the temple parapet into the night
Ear drums assaulted by the many hearts
In the city below a river of blood awaits
My claws holding my head tightly
But the sound is still there pulsing
Asleep for a thousand years awoken by hunger
A need to fill the void and my shriveled heart
Screaming in sheer agony I plummet to the ground
Hitting with a force that leaves a dust filled crater
I have to feed to long have I slept in seclusion
Trying to hide from what I am what I have become
A face in the shadows fear then a look of shock
Death comes swiftly and in my hands his heart
My lips wet with his blood down my throat it burns
I raise the heart above my face and squeeze drinking deeply
As the last drop falls to my tongue, the killing begins
Ripping limbs severing heads and reveling in their agony
Now my hunger is sated, and behind is bloody graveyard
This is now my haunt once thriving now a city of death
Grimaces etched on their wretched faces and blood raped bodies
My thirst sated I return to my temple in the mountains
Hidden from mortal eyes by their ignorant fears
Time to sleep but this time only till new hearts beat again.
Author notes
got bord, and just let the words write themselves, ill have to revise some time but not at the moment, be honest, wont kill me to hear the truth.
Hides as the critics come out in droves
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WELCOME TO ALLPOETRY!
I like this tale. Gargoyle if I am not mistaken. It was nice and dark and just in time for my favorite coming months.
Despair
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i like it. very well written. it flows together nicely. good job on this.
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Amazing poem and one of depth
J x
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Applause!
This is awesome! To me it is a vampire that has slept for a thousand years...finally awakened with a blood thirst of incredible passion and zeal...to drink till he or she's insatiable thirst is quenched.
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This is wonderful. If you feel you must revise, then let me know when you have so I can read it again. I love the dark imagery. Very nice flow. Like being inside the mind of him as he is killing. Love it.
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This is good so far :
A face in the shadows fear then a look of shock
Death comes swiftly and in my hands his heart
My lips wet with his blood down my throat it burns
I raise the heart above my face and squeeze drinking deeply As the last drop falls to my tongue, the killing begins
Thanks for sharing let me know when your done so I can read iot again
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