The Vampires Plague Poem by Amanda Shelton

Pools and pools of blood
flood from this fleeting
life.

Slowly choked by the
vampires bite.

Life sucked dry,
as shadows retreat
morphing into the night,
such sweet dreams are these
of an afterlife is pleating
and pitiful. Says the vampire.

Kisses from the moonlight
left upon the night.

Flying through the shadows
leaping through windows,
hunting for a victim.

Ghostly faces loom from
the gloom, they grimly smile
revealing their true nature.

The plague of vampires
viscous and cold,
heartbeats no longer.

They shyly slink about,
hiding from the lights
humans use for sight but
still they are blind to
the vampires crimes.

Until the morning, all
is revealed.