The Monster

A Poem from the Darkside

Mike Hazelwood
Dark blood trickles,
down sharp ivory teeth,
His wicked mark,
a clotted piercing bequeaths.

Evil deeds done,
implanted in twisted mind,
Seduced inwardly by,
his demonic presence entwined.

He lives forever,
lost in insanities' endeavours,
Desiring only blood,
through victims jugulars severed.

Hot on the track,
of another victim tonight,
Drawn to sweet blood,
waiting for the bite.

Driven by fresh,
and virgin meat senseless,
Insanities flame,
in his brain quenchless.

His desire to live forever,
beating in his head,
Hunting relentlessly
his last victim now dead.

Published by Mike Hazelwood

Mike Hazelwood, is a seasoned Freelance writer. He has been writing articles on the Internet for many years. Mike, has written articles for Helium.com, Associatedcontent.com, and CnnIreport.com. Mike Hazelwo...  View profile

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  • PJ Designs10/2/2010

    That is a mighty good creepy poem :)

  • Stephen Joltin3/6/2007

    Really well written, Mike.

  • Crissy Gottberg1/6/2007

    I like this... had a vampire in mind? very well writen

  • Daniella Nicole12/28/2006

    Yer right, DARK!!! *SMILE* But well written. . .easy to feel the pain that was present. Thanks for pointing me here. . .I love to read great writing!

  • John Gugie12/10/2006

    Cool poem, Mike. I have a ton on my CP page (skip the mushy ones lol). Check out my site too: wheelsofterror.com If you don't mind cross-posting, I wouldn't mind posting some of your work on my site (no $$ though).

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