Silvery shadows masks your evil
Hidden in secrets that make nothing
of the elegance with which you kill
This soul that is devoted to living.
But, alas, this poor heart cannot resist
The call of this wild beast that you are
Take a drink from the nectar within my wrist
Under the glittering lights of this night star.
Shhh, do not take too much of that which i offer
Your passion can not sustain this life within
Should you choose to take that from which I suffer
This pesky life that can not survive in your Vampiric din.
A contest entry
- There can only be one! (The Immortal Dark Bard) by Dark Otter.
700 points, ended February 28, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I very much liked this poem, however, i think it could have lasted longer and you could have emphasised on certain points a little more to make them more graphic and detailed. Im sure there will be more to follow in the future though, as this is a work in progress! well done! x
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a nice rhyme!
written in a good voice. The last stanza might be revised. Thank you for your entry!
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wonderful
Wonderful detail and flow of words. I just love the nature of this poem. Hidden secrets harm you if they are found out later on in life. Secrets can hurt. Very much a pleasure to read.
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