Darkness Minds Horror Various Poets Anthology - Deb harman (best new books to read TXT) 📗

Vampire Passion

“Vampire Passion.”

 

Flickering candles no shadows dance on the wall

Marble bodies In lustful passion arrayed

The embrace of the Vampire lust

displayedHands caress each body close

Warm the Vampiric touch on each

Bodies join passions' fires rise

Eyes ablaze as desires' rise and fire blazes

Fire blazes within the core that lives

Brown eyes blaze Into soft brown eyes No light but fire lingers there

Heat rising as the passions and desires grow

The ultimate taking blood from each other

Erotica now flows through the night air

Kissing lips and flames passion explodes

The lustful Desires shared by eternities'

damned

The night seems to be a living fireThe night of eternal Vampire Passion.

 

copyright© by michael clarke all rights reserved

 

House Of Ruins

 House by old track yonder ruins of bricks and mortar ghostly is the essence ,Cold, Chilling in the airy the surface is by ground of spirits lurking darkness 

 

Forseen in the light of moonlight ray ,dancing the ground upon the rain falling down in cool of midnight blue ,ash moon inhabit of nature

 

Is the allure of circles souls residing in the mortar, of house of ruins ,

 

By,

 

the town of old track road of dreams bend by the midnight blue ash moon temptation

 

To dance with the ghost of love by circles cue by the twilight moon you certainly do.

 

Dreaming connection by the house of bricks and mortar dripping ,does the candle of wax

 

Essence into the silence of ghostly old road track yonder by highway 89 ,by the follow of darkness

 

Blue ash moon is sleeping aura rays twilight .

 

House Of Ruins

        

copyright © By Deb Harman 18/12/2014

all rights reserved

 

 

 

imprisioned

 

Imprisoned

 

... where am I?It is so dark and tight...How did I get here and why?If I just some kind of light....

 

I hardly can move and breathing is also hard to doI feel like I don't need to prove succocating is nothing I want to go through

 

I need to just get out of hereI want to scream and goin my eyes I feel a tear and it is running down my face -but slow

 

again I close my eyes to get back some memory all I know is your lips on my necka sweet pain when you bit me I forgot all - and now I'm back...

 

My neck hurts - what? Blood there?Did you really bite?Why did I let you catch my stareright in the middle of the night?

 

I start to make myself some roomto at least turn around because if I stay I might find my doom there is already some other thing I found...

 

I can see better than usuall yand my ears hear more than they did before maybe I won't even need a light to see...but I also feel a hunger inside of me...for more

 

so I keep to punch my prison I scratch and dig my way out I don't care if I look like a body risen if air was not so little I'd even shout

 

earth is coming down on meI fight not to scream in fear I'm to close to setting myself free and I can already smell someone is near

 

I know it was you who were to followI know you can now feel my desire as I am out - I want your blood right now and you too will soon be a blood lusting vampire

 

copyright © by britta hoffmann all writes reserved 19/12/2014

Ghostly Darkness

Ghostly Darkness

 

A shadow of white moves darkness surface is cold and deary creaking shiver of fright moves your soul by darkness black by moon black wolves are prowling the woods block

 

A house of sanity omens cursed whispersby ghostly darkness circling the walls of mortar by the dripping dew drapes the window pails by the ancient old house by darkness woods of ghostly graves silent is the air by the river grim falls

 

By shadow of white moves darkness lights flicker trigger in sullen distill of daunting the tunnel in darkness hill the ghostly presence is their drifting by darkness by the shadows white under the moon by the woods of dripping dew mortar by grave site .

 

copy right © By Deb Harman 19/12/14 all rights reserved

 

Walk With Me

 

Walk with me

 

let me burn you with my fire your blood is my only desire I want drink it from your vein until you will feel insane

 

I can finally easy your pain when I will make you rise again make you drink my blood as well it's  not a fairy tale to tell

 

I'll let you feel the nightin a way you've never knownbut you will be burned by the sunlightand you'll drink blood as I have shown

 

we will share eternityyou'll be the only one I seeI'll set the dark side in you freecome on and rise - and walk with me

 

copyright © by britta hoffmann all writes reserved 19/12/2014

The Curse

 

“The Curse.”

 

 

My beloved

Stand with me,

Ever my Love Shall you be.

The curse begins

This very night,

Change you mind

Before Loves' bite.

One last chance

Think It through,

I do wantTo be with you.

Yet my LoveYou can live,

My Love stillI will give.

The curse lasts

In dark divine,

The pain forever

A bitter wine.

An anguished heart

That never beats,

Cries blood tears

In bitter defeats.

Think you well

What you do,

To your heart Ever be true.

But I ask

My precious light,

Change your mind Live not night.

Now It's time

Choice Is come,

Say If you

Want It done.

Stay In light

Be not perverse,Choose

the light Not the curse.

What would you choose?

 

copy right© by michael clarke all rights reserved 18/12/14

Domain

 

Domain

 

Lure you in my domain

 

Like a puppet on string

 

Into my web of sultry prediction

 

Chanting into your soul

 

You will see in darkness

 

By the power of goth fortress

 

I am raw in your heart

 

I am passion in your dreams

 

Dressed by the black lace

 

Of knitted silk satin

 

by black my wings caped around you whole

 

Deep into you when you look

 

Into my eyes I predict you

 

As her eyes roll into back roll to white

 

Embraces the beat of lone heart you

 

Lady dominate chanting by the gothic kiss

 

You are her melody

 

Her solum prey for

 

The darkness night

 

To reside by your soul

 

Eternal.

 

DOMAIN ©By Deb Harman 16/12/14

Dreams

 

Dreams

 

Lay peacefully sleeping in the cool earth by the dark forest of the night of howling wolves of misty smoky ground ,

Dreams of love awakening in the enchanting magical of beauty twilight,

 

Catching whispers is the soul of dark melody of classic jazz plays sleepy in timeby the eight trees of chant simplicity

 

Dancing in the dreams in the realm of life in the heart of the dark moonlight lullaby hush by fauna will be the light