The Vampires Poem by Mihaica Andreea

The Vampires

Rating: 3.5


Wind chuckles, stirring to unrest,
Those who dwell in Earth`s cold breast
Never shall be granted obliterating rest,
Those who bear the fetid Blood Crest.

Vampire-their name, blood their cologne,
They wander earth with a pain filled groan
With night as their realm, Death they dethrone,
Leaving a mere name on a forever silent stone.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Khairul Ahsan 24 December 2013

I liked these two lines the most: 'With night as their realm, Death they dethrone, Leaving a mere name on a forever silent stone.'

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