You can imagined for the mighty walking dead
All lovely tales that you heard or read
Blood for us is endless treat,
pouring from humans like a heaven brink
We hid from the sun ,glow in moon
and such too is the grandeur of the dooms,
We sparkle like diamond in reflecting room
but silver can cause us lots of doom!
In-spite of despondence of human dearth
Just need a flowery band to bind us to earth
It would be an exotic moment and rush
we could be together in a sudden strangeness
we would abruptly start if we heard the bay
of blood hounds seizing out from our human prey
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Reflection of my life
PoésieTake a dive into the deepest and most expressive poetry as a scene of vivid imaginations come together with explosive expressions. .Every once in a while I just don't know when to shut up ,lol hope You'll enjoy them
