Ashamed Lord Dracula

No need to dark

Dark new moon day

Lord started to preparing

The tide gown wampire teeth

And the all costumes

 

Slowly entered the street

With the back ground of

Owl`s song and frezing cold

Blinking red points

 

The streets and the villas

the lonley driven cars

and the mountain of cemitry

Nothing to find out

 

Early morning wake up

With Horrible sound of fire

Streets turned blood river

Lord realy ashamed

 

He opened his eyes

In his nest of banned day time

All human are drinking playing

And swimming in BLOOD.

Reviews

[Kim's Poems]

Wow, quite the awesome read here, I really enjoyed this.

[Allister]

A very different way of looking and explaining what one see's with the minds eye not an easy thing for anyone to do nice work Vinod.

[Emma Eden Ramos]

Eery. Great last line!

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Nice haunting imagery I get whilst reading, great penning :)

[Mitchell J.U.]

we are the monsters.

[.]

not sure if the wampire was a typo..liked the poem..but that kinda distracts the reader..

[The Cobra Lounge]

wampire, frezing cold, are these typos, or an interesting choice in linguistics? Not dissing your poem. It was very creative. :)

[sarah]

Dracula! haha great great write!

[marleywhite]

interesting poem.

[Sophster300]

I like :)