Tuesday 27 August 2019

Desire

This was the first dark poem I wrote, almost thirty years ago. Inspired by my love of Gothic horror and vampires.





~Desire~

Light, extinguished 
By the stagnant gloom of dark desire.
Thirst, like pain in the hearts of the cursed;
Tearing every glimmer of humanity.
Thirst driven like a blade,
 A desperate need;
Intensifying
 Till it breaches the border of insanity.

No mercy, 
As those who crave, feed upon the light,
Absorb it till there is only the echo of its 
Memory.

Torture:
To be lost in uncontrollable need;
In the hypnotic beat of waiting hearts;
The alluring scent of mortal blood.
Sweet warmth
Drawn into ravenous mouths.
Submission –
Frenzy in the yearning soul.
Pleasure like a tide
To fill the cold and the heartless;
Ecstasy at the sweet, fragrant taste of human life.
Hunger devours every wisp of mortality;
Corrupting innocence.
Consuming purity.

Vacuous.

Beauty drained by the night,
By the stark, cold face of the moon.
All love lost to the chill of
 Unending darkness.

~

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