Vampire

A storm in the dark

a shadow in the night

under the moon they hunt

with unholy might



people will scream

blood will flow

when it will end

only they do know

listen to me

those who do not belive

face your fears

and you will see

the creatures that hide

in the dark of the night

with blood red eyes

and death's own bite



once they have you

there is no hope

your life is through

none can cope



without some great magick

some great power

to take them out

for nights first hour



This i say

keep a watchful eye

and maybe naturally

you will die

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poetvg's picture

i love this poem

Silver Walker's picture

I like this..especially the ending. Great poetry.