Have you heard or seen the dens or prisons where free men were kept? If not, let me tell you about it, about the little details which no man told First, those men put their trusts in imaginations and false hopes Clinging to the mirror, others casted for them for self discovery The colors they… Continue reading The Castle called a man’s Heart
Tag: horror
I wonder why we are warm blooded
And yet men is to another, stone cold
The suns’ light hide such many things;
In the depths of wells, beings with wings
And the thoughts, which we fear exist
They come and disappear like the mist
With the appearance of the moon
The fur extends beyond the skin
Farther it stretches to a big beard
Faces torn, strange and very bold
The tricks Nature play on men:
As like Count Dracula in his den
And all fiery and fearful beings
Which I solemnly call ‘just things’
Walk not alone in a forest
By a full moon light
Dreadful creatures crawl about
Seeking for that, that gives it delight;
No conscience, but real taste
For the warm blood on the breast
And when I had a little converse
On what gives her special interest
I got a huge shocker
And I was left to wonder…
Life is not always cold
Afterthoughts, I replied
“Don’t you see how I look?
I am a fellow vampire too,
I have long ears like the elf
Lips, eye colors, all of a wolf!”
Trying to fend off signs of fear
Both of us, never to see the others fare
And for those who call out like an umpire
A quick terror of such a name, vampire
For my friend Grace Anya, for she believes she’s a vampire.
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What lurks in the darkness and nights
Waiting to jump on ones neck
When no light come from the stars?
What bears a fur and Sabre tooth
And follow the silhoutte of preys
Even as one walk in the lonely park?
What stands in a dark tree plantation
Running its ferocious claws on tree barks
And howling to the new moon rising?
What strikes grave horror and terror
Running after mens heels
Trying to stand before ones face?
What wears a sinister painted mask
With forbears of evil and coldness
Trying to feed on gullible peoples minds?
Nothing fearful is actually real
But when the night and shadows are gone
Fear only, He who kills the soul and body
