Vampire

Just a fun poem I wrote as a teenager.

By night, I'm wide awake,
The lives of mortals, I'll soon take.
I thirst for the sweet nectar of blood,
Accepted by the Devil, condemned by God.
My heart is stone and no longer beats,
I watch my prey as I stalk the streets.
My soul is eternally lost and dead,
I won't stop until my hunger is fed.
I crave the scent of terror they feel,
A wonderful appetizer for a delicious meal.
I pick off any innocent soul I can find,
I have no feelings for the human kind.
I may seem like a delicate and weak sight,
But you'll know better when you feel my bite.
I lure men with lust and desire,
Not knowing I'm a cold-blooded vampire.
My deadly weapons are my knife-like teeth,
Piercing their fragile flesh until they no longer breathe.
I continue until their veins are bone dry,
I look into their frightened eyes as they die.
Their screams are like music to my ears,
I am every mortal's terrifying fear.
When the sun rises, my day comes to an end,
But once night begins, I start the cycle again.

Reviews

[Neha agrawal]

Chilling and powerful, love the rhythm and vivid imagery. It feels like a classic vampire monologue. Maybe a twist or hint of vulnerability could deepen it even more. Great work!