A Vampire’s Dilemma Poem by jathin aka jesuzz
A Vampire’s Dilemma
Motion eludes my conscience
Sublime realities dawn
Dark figures in the ocean
Signal a chaotic retreat motion
Breadcrumbs lead to nowhere
Maps look the same from all angles
Hell! This is a love triangle
Bare bodies of deceit
Surround a soul elite
Walking uphill fear is my only partner
Not of a failure below but
The notion of success above
Freud’s dream I do not care
For my dreams I no longer share
Yoke yellow sun smoothes my eyes
This dawn but will surely dusk
My night, my love u will surely come
Rainbows on bubbles look real
But its life so surreal
The virgin silence succumbs
To the fumbling freshmen of morning sounds
A dead radio humming , a sleeping engine roars
The First birds have started the day
The perfect man has started to pray
For yet another meaningless day
Only to end it and say
Goodnight, to his women, who aside him lay
The seek of night so gray
While The seekers of day burns hay
In dreams of day they crave
One more night to sleep
One more day to hope
For yet another night’s sleep
I really enjoyed reading this. Great job. Thanks for sharing.
Hell! This is a love triangle Bare bodies of deceit Surround a soul elite................wonderful dilemma.........Good Write............
sleeping in daylight and hoping to live by the darkness of night...well, many human minds are vampire like...artful poetization of the theme inside...10
very strong verses I may say it is a love dilemma and with the line breadcrumbs lead to nowhere is the right words to describe how we feel lost and hopeless sometimes..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 5:06:09 AM # 1.0.0
I particularly enjoyed the image of the 'Sublime realities' dawning. For me the poem is about an insomniac, who starts having hallucinations, heads off to sleep, catches bits of sleep here and there and hopes to feel the sweet release of sleep. I could be wrong but thats my interpretation. Your style seems a little abrupt, each line is about a different subject matter rather than expanding on the line before it, not that thats a bad thing. Good stuff