|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
Ancient Evil of the Darkness
Contributed by
TundraHydra
on
Friday, 23rd January 2004 @ 05:31:50 PM in AEST
Topic:
fantasy
|
Grey smoke on the water
White ash in the air
Crisp winds, briskly blowing
Onyx blackness in my hair
Darkness peering from my eyes
Evergreens in downy white
Chimneys roll out puffs of smoke
All-seeing embers glowing with a hellish light
Sweet, soft serenity beheld
In this land so cold yet merry
I watch the beauty of it all
From the hilltop, a place of bury
The sun drifts low
And I pull my cloak tight
Crosses shadow fall on the town
As midday turns to night
Houses are lit well within
Merry making last till mitternich
Lights go out
All doors left unlocked
Sitting on a tomb of ice
With excitement I grin and take a breath
Twin, ivory points gleam
Hungry with the anticipation of death
A wind strikes my cloak as I descend the grave
Slowly down the hill
To the unsuspecting town
Thirsting, soon to have my fill
Sadistic glee rebounding in my thoughts
I reach the first house and look inside
A young, virgin maiden lay silently there
The bloodlust refuses to subside
I slip through the window without a sound
Quietly I step over to her bed
I reach out with my pale, smooth hand
Gently I cradle her delicate head
For a moment I stop to admire
Her radiant face a glow with light
The tender elegant neck, whispering her breath
Begging to be touched with a gliding bite
I lean forward, my heart pounding
Her eyes flutter open, unaware of her plight
Grinning softly, I tilt back her head
The precious neck trembling with fright
She’s so scared that she can’t scream
“Don’t fear little one it will be alright.”
This I whispered softly, enjoying myself
I lunged for the bite
As crimson blood flowed onto my tongue
I heard her make a moan and low sigh
Her breathing was fast like a horse in a race
Sucking harder brought forth a pleasurable cry
I finished the act, my hunger sated
She lay still on the bed, smiling sweetly
I crept out of town
Hiding my path very discreetly
Back atop the grave I sit and wait
Blood residue wavering on my lip
As I savor the metallic taste
Winding and unwinding my leather whip
Watching the quiet town awake
Knowing that soon I would not be alone
The church bell’s rings passing doom
On the town with it’s ominous tune
Satisfied that the deed is done
And all is well
With demonic fiery eyes glowing
I disappear like a bat out of hell
Copyright ©
TundraHydra
... [
2004-01-23 17:31:50]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: Ancient Evil of the Darkness
(User Rating: 1 )
by Cobalt on
Tuesday, 17th February 2004 @ 12:56:56 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| Ooooh nice one. Very descriptive. I enjoyed. I think this was very well done. |
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
