Count Dracula

Out Of The Grave - Poem by Count Dracula

Left alone in the thickening dark
Upon my body lies softly your mark
Above my head is the dimmest of lights
Trapped in a well for uncountable nights
From far away, I hear a dim song
Promising me I'll be free before long
Telling me of a tunnel in the stone
Which, upon it, my senses could not hone
Feeling around I soon found the dark path
To follow it through, I would face your God's wrath
I enter and feel the slow steady water
Soft and quick steps won't allow me to falter
When I brake through, breathing air that you gave
I find I just dug myself out of my grave

Comments about Out Of The Grave by Count Dracula

  • Savita TyagiSavita Tyagi (2/17/2020 8:54:00 AM)

    Marvelous expressions! Life shows it all in one breath. (Report)Reply

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  • Buried Alive (7/4/2011 9:08:00 AM)

    a great title for a great poem.
    I can feel the claustrophobia coming through,
    too much for even a vampire to bear

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  • Buried Alive (7/4/2011 9:05:00 AM)

    'Out of the grave' but still in the' graveyard'.
    The last line says it all-
    'if you want to be close to god,
    then be buried in the sky.'

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 3, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 26, 2011

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