• The Vampire

The Vampire

Golden rays from the

Late afternoon sun

Sink their shimmering fingers

Back into the Earth.


 

Sister moon yawns - it's her

Time to rise and paint the air silver.

Deep within a crypt, where

Dust and spiders dance

And the dead sleeps eternal.


 

A pair of frozen eyes reveal their

Crimson pools, and the nosferatu

Awakens.

Stalking the shadows with feline grace

The hunter seeks its prey.


 

A lonely stranger caught

Like a deer to a panther.

The game began slowly;

Twisting through the cobbled streets

And keeping to the light;

Bathing the deer in gold.


 

The panther melts through puddles

Of shadows, ending the game he plays.


 

Catching the deer at last,

Tender flesh caught by ivory white

Setting scarlet rivers aflow.

Life flickers once, twice and falters;

Falling to the ground, lifeless.


 

Reddened lips pull into a smile

Feral and wild.

Sister Moon sings to her children

The night is wearing thin

Brother Sun will soon rise again

And waken the living.


 

Panther falls back within the shadows

Dancing around the morning mist

And returns to the dancing dust and spiders

To slumber and wait for

Another night to possess the darkness

And bring alive the Vampire.


 

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      P.S.: Just trying my hand at "supernatural" genre. Bear with me till you guys review and lets me know if I should continue with the style and compose more of this genre.

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