Mark R Slaughter


Bloodlust - Poem by Mark R Slaughter

Blood is but a trickle thro’ her veins;
A tear – but only that it feigns
A look of sorrow; the sigh, she had to borrow;
To know, in acting hurt she all but reigns!

A perk of siren head to draw him in;
He melts – a waning from within.
Her clever snare: he marries with her hair.
But now the kiss - a taste of her cuisine!

She in torsion paints a torrid tale -
See her callous grin upon his wail!
- Be the torture, swallow down the pain -
His burden gone, no life must he sustain.



Revenge on Man! Her loss of trust had
Wrought an evil whored in lust:
The crafted vintage e’re the thrust
Behind her ill champagne.



Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010










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Comments about Bloodlust by Mark R Slaughter

  • Rookie Tree Writer (5/22/2013 3:05:00 PM)

    This is a powerful piece thanks for sharing. I'm voting you a solid 4 stars! ! !

    `AlsoI noticed your poem is a copyright, can you please inbox me on how I may copyright my own work so I can publish it online?

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  • Rookie - 41 Points Ruby Honeytip (11/15/2012 5:27:00 PM)

    Crikey! !
    Sounds like someone's having a shocker: -( (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Gabriella Robinson (2/5/2010 9:02:00 PM)

    He is doing passion but in a twisted way being different. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 4, 2011


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