Best Vampires Poems
I have full moon fever
We all know it is not made of cheese
In a kind of drunk state
I want to dance a ballet on the moon
With romantic views of the
most beautiful astronomical objects in the universe
Nobody drinks tea on such a special day
but a bubbly cold pink champagne
When I've done my dance and greeted all the stars
A golden metal edge rises to the east as the sun rises
Earth calls, it's time for the return journey
The bed is waiting, with a warm blanket filled with white star dust
12/06/2018
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Poem of the Day: 14.06.2018
SCARED TO DEATH
I was warned not to go near that dreadful place,
And if I glanced them, to immediately
Turn my face,
Which I did, and began to run away in the pouring
Rain with all my might,
And turned down a dark lane thinking I was
Out of sight,
They however saw me and my footsteps
Began to trace,
I was afraid, horribly scared, trembling and
Wet, I was close to home, my safe space!
I hurriedly unlocked the door, the phone rang
It was midnight,
Heard windows shattering, dogs howling, the
Electricity died, there was no light,
A shadow emerged from nowhere, then two,
Three and four,
Vampires with razor sharp teeth surrounded me
Drooling, I looked down from above, I am no more!
Blood i seek, blood i lust,
blood i crave, blood i must!
Day has gone night is here,
eternal day thats all i fear!
Years have past seem like days,
endless night i stop to gaze.
Forever young i cant get old,
thirst for blood my skin is cold.
Born centuries ago in a far distant land,
were i fell victim to another hand!
I left my home land so long ago,
where this evil feeling did so grow!
I searched for others just like me,
i sailed the ocean across the sea.
Years went by my search was long,
looking for belief to were i belong.
It was Paris (1304)it finally came,
i think of it again and again
The night was young it was pouring with rain
She whispered in my ear that we are the same.
Enemy of man, they hunt me down,
home for now, this old town.
I hear their thoughts, i smell their fear,
most often they don't now am here.
I keep my face on that old bookshelf,
because that's the only time i see myself.
Blood i need, before sun rise,
staring through these black cold eyes
I roam the night were creatures call,
i write this now from this old town hall.
Darkened eyes that pull you in
Fangs hidden under a grin
That are sharp pointy and long
They have powers that are strong
No escaping from their bite
They hunt in the darkest night
Once they find you it's all done
There's nowhere to hide or run
In their nest is where you'll stay
Your humanity will slip away
As your necks used as a treat
Just give in there's no defeat
From these creatures very scary
Making you so weak and weary
Injecting you with poison venom
Turning you into a demon
That invades your inner soul
You have just lost all control
Of the person you once were
Your past life is now a blur
As this poison starts to act
In the night you will attack
Searching for someone to be
Added to this family
Hungry fangs are coming out
Blood is dripping down your mouth
Your stronger with every drop
There is no way you can stop
Addictions starting to set in
Another victims claimed again
YORUBA INCANTATION AGAINST THE VAMPIRES.
Oh you Titans of the other world
Oh you the legend of the unseen
I rise my voice up on to you today
Hear me and accept my supplication;
Attention rules the life of house mouse,
When the loving mother hears her baby crying,
Does she not attend to it? Attend to me today.
You that clad on thousand garments
Yet none touches the ground;
Whose teeth make no noise,
You that eat child and crush its bone;
From the top you eat the bowl,
From the liver you devour the guts,
From the bottom you savour the bile ;
You promised that whosoever knows you
Him you shall spare, I know you,
Spare me, spare my children.
When you were learning how to fly,
On my branches you learned;
From my fruits you ate, so you vowed :
I shall spare you and spare yours;
Remember this in your days of anger,
Spare me, spare my children.
Three things you do not eat :
You do not eat Sparrows,
You do not eat beads,
You do not eat from ‘‘Obo trees’’;
I have Sparrows in my house,
Visit me not; I have beads in my waist,
Lay not your hand on me;
In my reservoir is bark of Obo tree,
Drink not from my pot;
Spare me, spare my children.
Hear this and spare me,
Hear this and spare my households;
We can’t know vampire’s name
And still become its prey.
Transylvanian
Tourist guides show Vlad's castle.
Vampires are not real.
Useless as today’s pile up of spent money
Don’t do the way of indentured slaves
What we have always known is true for some
How would you like to meet your smiling face
Such a opportunity to connect, to be new
What a glorious gift, to start anew, be somebody else
Trashing around in this body, give it some thought
The courage of many is your gift, embrace it.
Your gift from all who have drunk from the well
Drunk with life, drunk from life, what's the difference?
Who can fly fire and not burn, not fall?
Who can understand why the waves swallow the sand?
Embrace it as you would embrace a lover,
Your innermost needs cry for release
The sweat masks your face, wringing wet
hopple hopping with all your unspecified needs,
a laundry list of needs
Washed, tossed, flimsy flimsy hopple hopper
Do you know why you were born?
Will you ever learn
You have been instructed, shown the way
Thank you for your participation
for what had to be done
DANCE OF THE SOCIAL VAMPIRES
We come out from the time of in between
the spark of life and where life's not so clean,
we make our habitat a place for you
to lay in love, and know love's coming to
a plague of life, like you have never seen.
All in our virtual reality,
that's never here, but goes on constantly,
all minds do meet and join in cyberspace
and make us all as one, the hyper-race,
who love the dark and how it sets us free;
and if our love won't come to self destruct
from bytes upon our necks, where blood is sucked
our nourishment, where death has made her claim
and put us here, each one, to look the same,
in just a flash of time, our lives are shucked.
Plain faced, and lacking any shame,
we come and go, refusing rules of game,
and excevate our bowel, where children walk
and rob the poor, for just some idle talk,
refusing to admit we are the only blame.
© ron wilson aka ron arbuthnot
aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
In the southern mountains of Bulgaria
A gruesome discovery had been made
They uncovered hundreds of skeletons
Of vampires that were slayed
They had religious charms beside them
To stop the dead from rising again
And iron stakes still protruding
From their chests of their remains
In the Slavic villages everywhere
Plagues had broken out
And anti-Vampire rituals
Were common scenes throughout
This plague had started to ravage
Populations of medieval times
Hysteria had gripped the people
From the walking dead at night
So the people created an image
In the form of two graves
To resemble the Virgin Mary
With child to keep evil away
In the ancient city of Thracian
Stands a hilltop citadel
In the ruins of Perperikon
A truly living hell
Based On A True Story
© Copyright KC.Leake
4th December 2014
All Rights Reserved
There were a lot of Vampires here
And they all want to suck my blood
I suppose I should be grateful
Because it was so unanimous
It's been a long time since kindergarten
When I wasn't chosen
I thought what the hell I'm anemic anyway.
Life does that to you, makes you anemic,
Don't need vampires to suck your blood
Maybe I haven't been getting enough sleep
If I don't sleep, I'll over eat
Do you eat too much?
What's the problem, hint - it's not food.
Because there’s a hole down their somewhere
feeding doesn’t help because it leaks out too fast
Heck of a mess, don’t know where to start
All I really wanted to do was sleep
I'm sorry sad after she died
Think that's what her unmoving eyes said
But I asked her too late, now we'll never know
I need a place to hang my head
Even the Judge said she was sorry
I'm sure you're not one of those
I see them every day, there's no shame in dying
But I didn't know her that well
Oh God I wish I could cry
The good news is now she's at peace,
Least ways I think she is, thank everyone for their help
Kiss her, kiss her while you still have the chance
So you've been saved says the messenger
But you’re still a long way from home
I think you need to see beyond tomorrow
This poem cont'd Vampires 2nd part.
In a city of light
where they go off suddenly
then a hissing thunderous sounds
of creatures ravage the streets
pa pa pa... fear summons
the hearts of the inhabitants
like the doomsday
people seek their gods favor
they wail bitterly and anguishly
since there is just a moment
for them to depart
a world that is lifeless
they await the ancestors crown
which has slain them
from time immemorial
but this time the anticipated
turns into the unprecedented
their faces drop and crawls
their hearts fades and shrills
the end is certain who can tell
suddenly its a clash of titans
where the vampires mortality
is restored with the ancestors crown
who ever thought
it could have been possible
for a vampire to show love.
Jacob Osae
Vampires
(to a blues riff)
You're a blood red girl
You're a blood red girl
You're a blood red girl, you're a woodshed girl,
You're a good good girl.
You're a good good girl
You're a good good girl
You're a blood red girl, you're a woodshed girl
You're a good good girl.
You're a bloodshed girl
You're a bloodshed girl
You're a spit-curl girl, roller derby girl
You're a good good girl.
They have been here for thousands of years,
walking among us in our fears.
Creatures of blood with power and might,
they come in the dark, they come in the night.
Eyes that look into your soul,
you feel the power, they take control.
Your body rises as you bleed,
their blood lust uncontrolled as they feed.
The spirit taken from this life,
to join the children of the night.
JSergi
Contest: Poems from the Vampire
I heard the ground being heaped upon the coffin
the sound like hail echoed in my ears
fools, don’t they know I cannot die?
I’m one of the undead that walk the lands
I can still taste the sweet crimson liquid
and the piece of flesh between my teeth
she was young and tender and I wanted more
thats the reason I was caught
These foolish peasants place garlic round
their houses and hang up crosses thinking
that will deter our insatiable hunger
they fail to understand we are the chosen ones
Years ago when man first walked this earth it
was us that gave rise to mankind by taking those
who proved to be unworthy and made the others safe
now these contaminated people rule the earth
It is up to us to once again revive our long held
struggle to rid those who are unclean but sometimes
we may take some innocence ones for we must
also have nourishment to continue our quest
We now have rockets and bombs and people in power
that will aid us in destroying those who stand in our way
be it chemical or H bombs we will move ahead as
long as the corporations support us.
He cries blood rubies,
For his lost love.
While she cries saphires for him,
in the heavens above.
He can't see her,
but she can see him.
But still he tries to win,
the fight of death.
But with deaththere is
still life in between.
Vampires only love once,
yet still he cries for his lost love.