Dark lady of cataclysmic desire, blood stained glass
cuts down deep to bemire, takes your worship on
journey of life, and on crystal sands
sharp as unfailing knives
I here bow before your satanic presence, offer my
defiled soul unto your dire elegance
dangerous eyes of desire
vampire lady wired to turbulent fires
Stormy clouds conjured as dark show of power
and there your wicked ways flourish
by the witching hour
Takes your worship on bleak and blood soaked
expeditions to fornicate with horny virgins
Here I offer my killer services to your
wanton and salacious mutilations
For angel dying I am, and on deaths door waiting
to be condemned, taken into deaths inner circle
So here I bow before you and hoping for
acceptance into your sanguinary clan
and another life killing the scorn of man
Kneeled before you I am, an angel with capable
fangs, given to romance any fool for your desire
Ready I am to kill for you, ready to pursue your
enemies true, slaughter and violate the slayer
thus to seek there perpetual thrills
and fulfil your destiny of eternal life beyond
deaths meandering and menacing spoon
Over tall mountains and through monsoons
there by the light of the full moon
and over distant lands I'll go to kill for you
So know in your heart I am an angel anew
an angel on fire, tormentor of vitality
ready for bleeding your evil desire
The stuff of legend you are your worship
conjuring winds of rage to smooth
the sands deep where you sleep
And there a ray of light shines upon my
soul, entices me from my darkened hole
Here my wings I spread wide, and show
you an angel on paths to collide
Oh dark lady, bewitching and so bewildering
go forth and shower the night with your
poisonous venom
And there I shall join you in gruesome
games of delirium welcomed
cuts down deep to bemire, takes your worship on
journey of life, and on crystal sands
sharp as unfailing knives
I here bow before your satanic presence, offer my
defiled soul unto your dire elegance
dangerous eyes of desire
vampire lady wired to turbulent fires
Stormy clouds conjured as dark show of power
and there your wicked ways flourish
by the witching hour
Takes your worship on bleak and blood soaked
expeditions to fornicate with horny virgins
Here I offer my killer services to your
wanton and salacious mutilations
For angel dying I am, and on deaths door waiting
to be condemned, taken into deaths inner circle
So here I bow before you and hoping for
acceptance into your sanguinary clan
and another life killing the scorn of man
Kneeled before you I am, an angel with capable
fangs, given to romance any fool for your desire
Ready I am to kill for you, ready to pursue your
enemies true, slaughter and violate the slayer
thus to seek there perpetual thrills
and fulfil your destiny of eternal life beyond
deaths meandering and menacing spoon
Over tall mountains and through monsoons
there by the light of the full moon
and over distant lands I'll go to kill for you
So know in your heart I am an angel anew
an angel on fire, tormentor of vitality
ready for bleeding your evil desire
The stuff of legend you are your worship
conjuring winds of rage to smooth
the sands deep where you sleep
And there a ray of light shines upon my
soul, entices me from my darkened hole
Here my wings I spread wide, and show
you an angel on paths to collide
Oh dark lady, bewitching and so bewildering
go forth and shower the night with your
poisonous venom
And there I shall join you in gruesome
games of delirium welcomed
Author notes
The one you desire to follow, ask yourself, are they worth the battle to pursue.
How can you say no when they have the power of a vampire.
Above picture prompt.
In a list
A contest entry
- Sinister Beasts by Miss Macabre.
550 points, ended June 23, 2009, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Embracing the Night by Night Terrors.
400 points, ended August 4, 2009, 26 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Supernatural by DeathuponTyne.
550 points, ended September 22, 2009, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Poetic Challenge- Pre-Writes Preliminary by socialstar.
370 points, ended March 20, 77 entries
• next poem in this contest, • Add to finalists list, or remove from contest
Any thoughts I'll much appreciate
Comments
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Sounds like my kind of woman. I would like to meet her sometime, but not as to be killed by her.
Good luck in the contest,
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sounds like quite a woman very fasinating thank you for entering
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This is a very entertaining poem, a good entry. I love the imagery. Best of luck to you in the contest.
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wow. this is amazing. completely captivated me from the begining. i love it.
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WoOoW


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very good
reminds me so much of different facets of my families' personalities
nothing like my parents' loove and trust
superb pie ce -
Although I am in the same contest I like your poem alot too.Good luck on the contest I would say you will win as this is really good.You are a talanted writer and never give it up.


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this is so dark. but its also so good keep up the good work!
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wow to dark of a poem it feels as if I'm being cursed, my life. God bless you writing too dark often led you that way. Only those words come from the help of you guess it SATAN
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Ah, so dark and full of unspeakable dire elegance with a ton of wanton mutilations...deftly done throughout..bravo.
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a stunning tale
pulls you though with out a breath
well done

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OMG....Thanks
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I love your poem...
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Beautiful
Spider..I absolute love the theme of this poem. It is beautifully written. I have a much shorter smaller version along the same theme, but this is so much deeper then mine. I loved every line. It's going in my favorites and i really hope you win with it!! Terrific work!

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Well written and very thoughtful write. Good luck to you in our contest, and thanks for entering.
Novy & Brazos
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