Blood Lust Poems - Poems about 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...

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While wrestling with the rose bush I shed red droplets of envy. John G. Lawless ©4/15/2023...

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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...

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Thirsty my love? Drink all of me I just died for you We all bleed for mankind, do we not?...

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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...

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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...

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* 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...

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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...

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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....

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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 ...

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