BLOOD LUST…Vampire’s point of view…

BLOOD LUST…Vampire’s point of view…

By- Adrija Gupta

You’re alluring me towards

The crimson glow of your eyes.

Seems like you’re the only one emitting

In this dim lit room.

I might just come so close to you

That you might feel shy.

But you still don’t know that

I might take you to your doom.

Oh, you’ve been my victim from

The first light that I saw you.

Your aroma, so luscious that

 My head feels light.

Everything’s going the way I want

It to go like, you’re trapped.

You’re still smiling, I might

As well tell you, next moment’s not bright.

You’re walking slowly with

That swift swing of yours.

Cutting the swarm so graciously,

Looking straight into my eyes.

You move right into the tavern for

Some more red wine to pour.

You might think that I might

Take you to heaven, dear, I lied.

You seem not to have taken your

Eyes off me; neither have I.

The closer you get, clearer

Becomes the lust in your eyes.

Oh, I can see your cheeks turn red,

As you stand right in front of me.

Lust has overtaken me too,

But for your blood not body, I wouldn’t lie.

If only I was human, I would

Surely fall for you dear.

But right now I don’t have

That desire nor that feeling.

If only you could open your eyes

And see the real me, things would be clear.

It’s funny how I don’t want

To see you naked, but bleeding.

By the end of this night

You will be mine.

Lust is in the air, only it’s

A bit complex for me.

You can still save yourself if you want to,

But your eyes are still closed.

I’m craving for your blood not

Body, it’s blood lust you see…

The Dark Encounter

The Dark Encounter

By- Adrija Gupta

The sogginess, and the mossy smell,

My feet feel wet and go deep down the earth.

The chill in my bones and my thumping heart,

I quite like this place, this I can tell.

Heavenly good or ruthlessly bad,

Can’t choose one for this place.

I am a bit shaky; it seems like a game,

A maze of mind and I don’t feel clad.

It’s very intimidating yet dark,

I can see the sun streaming down.

Rays making its way through the trees brown,

If it’s a dream, it’s leaving its mark.

The scars I’m getting from the sharp shrubs around,

It’s kind of nice to feel the stinging pain.

The taste of my blood and the smell of it,

All of it makes me happy dizzy, I might just fall on the ground.

I am starting to feel the auras around,

Even the footsteps of the witty squirrels seem too loud.

Though the sun’s streaming down, there’s more of clouds,

I can hear faint bass far away, I like the sound.

I keep striding but the woodland doesn’t seem to end,

It’s twilight now, and oh! How breathtaking it is.

The verve is too much for me to take, how am I supposed to react to this?

The pain in my heart, seems like it’s healing, but is it suppose to mend?

I take a deep breathe and smell the damp air,

Feel smaller than a dot in comparison to the universe.

Though this place is sullen, it isn’t a curse,

The positive darkness I feel, it’s something I can’t share.

There is something alien inside me, can’t sat what it is.

It’s kind of painful, but in a good way.

And this twinge is so desirable; I want it more as it may,

I am out of my mind and am in a state of bliss.

This feeling is so inky, very deep, very rare,

Only a handful gets this, God’s children you may say.

The ground feels wet on my back as I lay,

I might warn you, yet if you want to come, do dare.

If it’s dream, don’t wake me, it feels so right,

Though there’s not a single human soul around me, I am not alone.

It’s a dark craving and I am prone,

Feels like I have finally found the mighty light bright.