Vampires Poems
Immortality for a vampire
Forever;
Forever is a long time to wait,
A long time to bleed,
A long time to love,
And a long time to need.
I wait forever,
Through the mists of time
For a love that might save me
From the haunted night.
When I wake, some early morn,
I think that today
Ill be torn.
The sun is my enemy,
The moon is my friend,
As the fog rolls in again,
I have to wonder,
Is this what I wanted?
My beauty, my youth, all that will last
Because that immortal kiss; the blast from the past.
When I think of that day, that horrid day,
Blood covered snow, and burning mistletoe,
Everything stands still, as time slowly grays,
I will remember, all those lonesome days.
Time is no fret for me,
I never age, I never wilt, I am the rose that never dies.
But in this plastic reality that I live, I have to question
My will to live.
To live in this life,
This plastic and fake immortality,
Is this what I wanted?
Is this what I need?
When I look back, to those days in the sun,
When everything had feeling, colors and fun.
I have to remind myself, every night before I sleep,
To dream in color, so my eyes do not weep.
Ive picked my blood stained poison well...
~Quizilla Writer [Fangs-littleblack-book]~
My Bloody Vampire Lover
As you walk threw the woods,
You hear a voice.
"Slyvia...."
Whos there....?
A guy with pale skin looks at you.
He walks towards you,
Then he bites your neck.
You black out,
Then awake in his arms.
For some resson you bite his wrist.
After your done you hug him.
You dont no why.
One night,you end up kissing him.
You kiss eachother till he lets go.
And he says,"Arnt you glad i killed you?"
~Quizilla Writer Icecream34~
Bleeding Heart for a Vampire
My heart,
Which bleeds for thee,
Slowly falling apart,
And starts to drip within me.
Love still lingers within,
Oh how I dream of thee!
My patience wearing thin,
How heartbroken and sad I be.
Wishing thou art real,
existing only for me,
But, thou art still a dream
and I remain,
Heartbroken and depressed,
dreaming thee sets me free,
Allowing me to escape my immortal pain.
The pain of the truth tears my
heart,
Knowing thou art a wish, a dream.
I grow bitter and my attitude naught but a tart,
Now my tears of sadness flows like a stream.
Wanting thou to exist with such a passion,
If I let go of thee, I break apart.
And my mouth becomes mute in a melancholy fashion,
As my eyes become dark with blindness and a bleeding heart.
~Quizilla Writer Vampireblackrose~
