My Hunger

Darla Cooke on May 30, 2009

Controlled by my eternal thirst.

My hunger is growing much stronger,

now that total darkness has fallen.

I silently stroll along the alleyway,

fully controlled by my eternal thirst.

Although my footsteps are very swift,

I quietly stalk my prey up ahead.

I advance on my unsuspecting victim,

capture him with my penetrating gaze.

While staring into my dark opaque eyes,

he freely offers me his life-giving blood.

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Comments (12)

Pinaki Ghosh on May 30, 2009
Wow darla! Brilliant is your expression. Thanks.
Princess Dre on May 30, 2009
Okay Darla.. kinda dark for you..maybe a bit vampirish? Good write though..fan/friend.God Bless – Princess
rajeev bhargava on May 30, 2009
i love this poem alot.
Mr Ghaz on May 30, 2009
That\’s really nice and lovely poem..nice words as well..I really liked it..Thanks for sharing.
rizzei on May 30, 2009
yeah ms. princess is right. kinda dark. but it really is great. nice words. God bless
goodselfme on May 30, 2009
this is wonderously penned, my friend, even though I don’t treasure this kind of prose. You did this exceptionally well!
101 on May 30, 2009
great expression!your words bring out a powerful feelings!always,gary La Buda
ken bultman on May 30, 2009
Oh, boy. You’re not a shifter, are you? Good writing.
Brenda Nelson on May 30, 2009
do you suppose girl vampires ever drink from girl vampires, or males from males.. just wondering…
MR LONELY HEART on May 30, 2009
wow! very vivid!
Kaavs on May 31, 2009
I liked the vampire touch!
kate smedley on Jun 1, 2009
Dark poem but nicely done as always.

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