I stalk the night, in search of you,
I can’t help what my mind will construe,
I need blood, because I have none of my own,
My veins are empty, just like my soul,
I’ve walked the earth longer than you,
Even though I’m young you never knew,
I’m the one, in stories told,
I’m the monster to behold,
I’m the beast, in this story of beauty.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very interesting, this is some great poetry. You have a talent. I hope to see more poetry from you in the future.