Last train comes and goes
While hidden in darkness
Down midnight leafy country lane
On melancholy moonless night
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I love it. Always had dreams of becoming a vampire. I guess im kinda twiztd that way hehe. Grate peom. Everyone has there vampire.
who knows what is in the darkness? we even fail to connect to reality and our fears runs loose carrying our logics and believes away from us, when terror strikes us, vampires will be lurking for us. The streets are full with rapists, murderers, thieves and maniacs, if symbolism is in use to refer to them as vampires, I will give it 10..
Great imagery, you have a great talent. I could almost hear the footsteps echoing on the rain soaked cobbled streets... BP x
Thu use of imagery was absolutly amazing. It vivified your work even more. Thanks.
i love vampires and i love this poem. its very good. u should read some of mine.