The darkness is where I dwell,
Hidden here, under a spell.
I wake from my sleep,
Buried here, six feet deep.
My craving for blood becomes stronger,
My pearly white fangs grow longer.
I soar in the sky,
Below the moon, up high.
I have the knowledge of 600 years,
And no fears.
I spot something down below,
If I had a heart beat, it would grow.
My lips are red,
Stained with the blood of my victim.
Dawn is approaching, no time to waste.
Get back to your grave and remember the taste.
What am I you say?
A vampire hunting its prey.
Hey everyone! It's me, Amanda Macri. I was reading some vampire poems and they inspired me to write this one. I hope you enjoy it and please write comments! Thanks!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem reminds me of twilight which is a book i love Deep, Dark but brillant poem.