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Blood Lust

Was the grandest parade of the year
I saw the king's carriage pass by
Then suddenly I started twitching
As dust gathered in my right eye
I was blinking in a panicked mode
And I thought I had been unseen
But the soldier that arrested me
Swore I was flirting with the queen

The mind is racing frantically
With each ticking of the clock
It

Categories: blood lust, pain,
Form: Rhyme

Blood Lust

While wrestling with the rose bush I shed red droplets of envy.

John G. Lawless
©4/15/2023

Categories: blood lust, rose,
Form: Monoku

Vampire Sonnets Xi Blood Lust

It has only been a couple of weeks 
this hunger feels like it’s going to peak;
My fangs are swollen and so sensitive 
blood lust  is giving me one objective; 

 ‘I told you before you can bleed me dry 
what must I do to get you to comply?’ 
Jordan said ‘But if not that

Categories: blood lust, dark, emotions, feelings, gothic,
Form: Sonnet

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Blood Lust

Thirsty my love?
Drink all of me
I just died for you














We all bleed for mankind, do we not?

Categories: blood lust, angst, death, eve, fantasy,
Form: Light Verse

Blood Lust

What sinister secrets
lurk within my mind,
What raging storms
grip my heart,
What malicious maelstroms
swirl in my eyes,
What demonic forces
torment my soul...
You don't wanna know!

It will only entice you
in its dreadful dragnet
And drag you through
an undead necropolis.

I thirst for the blood
And subsist on the 
life essence of living creatures,
Prowling relentlessly in the
shadows of the moonlit nights
awaiting my next

Categories: blood lust, death,
Form: Verse

Blood Lust

There once was a man who thirst for gore
Biting the necks of your average whores
Stake to the heart
He's falling apart
Spreading ashes and ashes galore

Categories: blood lust, death, fantasy, fear, funny,
Form: Limerick

Blood Lust

* This poem was written based on MTC's Challenge 21 - to write about 
vampires!


Dark hours feed my passion,
amongst alleys and backstreets,
is where I prowl,
picking my victims with finesse,
tender white skin,
showing an arousing blue shaded line,
delicately tracing its' way,
across the throat,
down to the bosom,
then hidden beneath 
a silky soft neck line.
My desire peaks,
I plunge deep

Categories: blood lust, death, fantasy, imagination
Form: Free verse

Blood Lust

One stands utterly still
in darkness only lit
by a full moon obscured by
eerie clouds, drifting 
slowly across the moon’s path.
Nothing moves, not even a 
gentle breeze exists in
this place that has been
painted black.
Sound does not enter one’s 
ears; quiet has overcome its
presence, it makes one feel
deafened by silence.
Still one stands motionless awaiting
that sudden sound created by
human

Categories: blood lust, fantasyheart, sound, heart, sound,
Form: Free verse

Blood Lust

I see it in you pumping.
I hear it in me swishing.
In my sleep I lose all thought.
In this state I scratch my face.
I do it just for some release.

Categories: blood lust,
Form: I do not know?

Blood Lust

Vampire vixens
Sharing their spoils
Lusting crimsons
Bodies coil
 
Fencing tongues
Caressing of flesh
Internal erectness
State of undress
 
Bodies drenched
Thirst quenched
Red flow run
Sexual scent
 
Midnight writhe
Before the dawn
Vixens of darkness
The dark ones spawn
 
Entrance he makes
Cloaked in death
To taste their blood
On his vixens breath
 
Cloak strewn
Bared and chaired
This blood lust two
Master shared
 
The dawn is near
As this threesome sleep
In their

Categories: blood lust, fantasylust,
Form: Rhyme

Blood Lust

Dark red lips trace your neck, trailing down your chest
I can’t control my lust once I’ve caught the scent of you

Your smooth flesh burns where my chilled lips brush
Your heat steaming off into the winter night… it wants you too.

But you are only mine as you pull me tight against you
Your warmth is for my

Categories: blood lust, fantasy, girlfriend-boyfriend, love, passionme,
Form: Romanticism

Blood Lust

I'm tired, uninspired, nothing's fun anymore,
     sick of working so much and still being poor.
Christmas is coming and all I feel is dread.
     No sugarplum fairies dancing in this head.

Into my haven pure evil has snuck:
      someone came and killed my sweet

Categories: blood lust, animals, death, depression, holiday,
Form: Lyric

Blood Lust

what he sees scares him, makes him shudder,
   that thick, muscular neck of that ogre
      angling out from under that rock skull,
         taut trapezius, menacingly dark, dull;

beneath brutish brows, sharp, smoldering,
   blood-shot eyes glare, ferociously scanning

Categories: blood lust, life, people, sympathy,
Form: Rhyme