What Lurks Within A Vampyre's Psyche...A Tale Both Dark and Different
By cnwriter, 17th Apr 2013 | Stop following | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/2ogr3wsm/Posted in WikinutWritingPoetry
Vampyres interest most people because it reflects the inner need for something that can be unobtainable! This piece has a rather interesting twist so you might read and enjoy. and then again you might not!!!!!
The Hunt
At night she stalks the quiet streets
Looking for those on which to feed
The haves and have nots forgotten ones
Distinguishable are they in many ways
Their scent
Their shape
Their eyes once bright and clear
Now dulled filled with despair
This she can tell
Knows now so well
After all the blood that she has drained
Looking for those on which to feed
The haves and have nots forgotten ones
Distinguishable are they in many ways
Their scent
Their shape
Their eyes once bright and clear
Now dulled filled with despair
This she can tell
Knows now so well
After all the blood that she has drained
Her Senses
Then faintly she did sense
The thrub of fresh new blood
Sweetly sickening the smell it came
But so endearing to her it was
The thrub of fresh new blood
Sweetly sickening the smell it came
But so endearing to her it was
She turned
Her head swivelling around
Picking up the scent
Tangy now its freshness
Her thirst it grew intense
Her head swivelling around
Picking up the scent
Tangy now its freshness
Her thirst it grew intense
Passageway
On softly padding feet she moved
Like lightning swift was she
There before her eyes she saw
A young girl and her babe
They lay together cuddled close
To keep night's cold away
No other place was there for them
Except this passageway
Open to the elements it was
And all who passed their way
No notice did they take of them
Used to this were they
The so called vagrants such poverty
Whilst others gorge on ill gotten gains
Like lightning swift was she
There before her eyes she saw
A young girl and her babe
They lay together cuddled close
To keep night's cold away
No other place was there for them
Except this passageway
Open to the elements it was
And all who passed their way
No notice did they take of them
Used to this were they
The so called vagrants such poverty
Whilst others gorge on ill gotten gains
The Evil of Greedy Men
Pity in her eyes did come
Even vampyre's still remembered when
Their hearts with compassion filled were them
To those who dire straits had come
Through no matter of their own
But evil men's inhumanity to man had grown
More money power wealth were sown
Seeds of greed withIn their grasping souls
All that mattered to them
The vampyre sighed
Long drawn out it was
Like the rasping of a saw
Her throat so dry
AND THEN SHE WALKED ON BY
Even vampyre's still remembered when
Their hearts with compassion filled were them
To those who dire straits had come
Through no matter of their own
But evil men's inhumanity to man had grown
More money power wealth were sown
Seeds of greed withIn their grasping souls
All that mattered to them
The vampyre sighed
Long drawn out it was
Like the rasping of a saw
Her throat so dry
AND THEN SHE WALKED ON BY
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youtube for the video
google for the pics
Read more of my pages by clicking on cnwriter at top of this page from erotica to spirituality and most things inbetween and here some for you
hereAnd I cried
hereToThine Own Self Be True
hereBlood Lust or A Vampyr's Kiss
hereOdeTo Rosemarie..an Epic on Lust
My Website http://carolan328.wix.com/cnwriter
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