A Bloodcurdling Nightmare

                                         CRIMSON ADDICTION

I see him near a window too high
Under the moonlight, he looks mysteriously pale
A young stunning woman in his hands, I sigh
She's hypnotised, her fingers clenched onto his veil

With terror, I watch him bite her
Her excruciating screams deafen my ears
He sucks her dry in pleasure
Blood dripping from his ashy lips, he sneers

He commands his help, a human
They leap leaving the corpse behind
In his black cloak, he elegantly descends with caution
He draws in my scent, for him a spellbind

I try to hide under a mantle in fright
Within a flash his eyes meet mine, he smirks
Before leaving the crime scene with delight
I discern it's only a beginning as danger lurks

 ----------------End Of Thirst1-------------------



                                              HOSTAGE OF DESIRE

I am in his living room frozen
No recollection how I got here, a bewilder
My intuition prompting me to run
I see the strangest manifestation ever

At the entrance, three women bounded by ropes
Hands above their heads with agony and pain
They ask me to escape with hopes
I run for my life without constrain

All I see is a huge barren land
No place to hide, my will unshaken
I stop not wanting to take another step in this wasteland
Those poor women need help, I reckon

As I turn back, I see him standing like a portrait with his slave
I tell him that I want to stay, not run away
His eyes exemplifies his enduring love
Without words I follow him midway

As we approach other end of his omnious fort
I hear kid's laughter, the bounded women's children
Eldest of them, a pretty girl indulged in a sport
With thirst in his eyes, he catches her attention

She stands like a sculpture, riveted
He advances seeing her bloodstream
To protect her, in horrid
'Play somewhere else', I scream

Breaking his eye contact, she turns to me swiftly
Not knowing what has happened
He then enters a room weakly
My hands on ears, his howl hearkened

I shiver in horror not knowing whom he devoured
With blood stains all over
He glances painfully at me, overpowered
A curse he bears a killer

Fear grips my legs and hands
Making me paralyse
Taking my face in his hands
He deeply bores into my eyes

To proclaim his undying devotion
His obsession will never fade, I infer
That I am an object of his affection
Dying while living, I have become his prisoner forever.

 ----------------End Of Thirst 2-------------------




This is yet another poem about a nightmare I had many months back which was apparently a warning to my conscious mind. Please leave comments below.

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