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I never could refuse a drop of red
to wash down evenings thick with stress and strife -
I never did believe that love is dead,
but love can never quench my thirst for life.
Warm lips are fine, and roving, needy hands;
there's satisfaction in a single night.
I never cared much, though, for one-night stands,
when hundreds of forevers hover right
beneath your skin. Before the sun appears,
I'll hush your frantic heart and drink your fears.
to wash down evenings thick with stress and strife -
I never did believe that love is dead,
but love can never quench my thirst for life.
Warm lips are fine, and roving, needy hands;
there's satisfaction in a single night.
I never cared much, though, for one-night stands,
when hundreds of forevers hover right
beneath your skin. Before the sun appears,
I'll hush your frantic heart and drink your fears.
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The Sadist
The Sadist:
I love it most when they scream in pain;
Cliched as that might sound.
Their tearful pleading exhilarates me;
Especially when they are unbound...
I adore the feeling of letting them run
In the knowledge that they won't get away.
I'm afraid that once you enter my lair;
You are simply here to stay...
My greatest joy is in wresting confessions
For in pain they admit to any crime.
How many times have they renounced their devils
Squealing all the time...
A white hot poker, can work such wonders
The tightest of tongues will turn to slack.
I like to hold it against their flesh;
Until it blisters, chars and goes utterly bla
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Bringer of the Night
Bringer of the Night:
Born from the kiss of a goddess
And drenched in the cauldron of lies.
He emerged as a being of entropy
Bearing the mark of flies...
His wings were made from crow-like feathers
Black as the dust of the night.
His fangs were laden with horrid infection
Made from the stone of blight.
A single bite, was poison enough
And soon they began to change...
The children loved by the lady in white
Soon they became deranged.
Powerful beings of might and magic
They soared through the moonlit sky!
They flew amongst the twinkling stars
But their gift was a burning lie...
Falling to the ground like choking insects
Crawli
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Barely Breathing
Barely Breathing:
Are you feeling cold in here, lost perhaps
It makes me wonder if you can even hear me
Has your mind degraded into a lump of fat
Broken by what you've been forced to endure?
As I stroke your cheeks it makes me remember
The loving shrillness of your frightened shrieks
You screamed and screamed until your throat was bloody
As I slowly took your limbs from you...
Now you dangle helpless on wires and chains
An artistic puppet, which is made from flesh
No hands or feet to lash out violently
No arms or muscles to thrash...
The breath that rasps from your broken lips
Is the sound that tells me, you are still alive
But
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EDIT:
Check out the illustration by ~Vulture-wolf!
It makes me so happy. >w<
EDIT:
Check out the illustration by ~Vulture-wolf!
It makes me so happy. >w<
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Nice! Vampires are one of my favorite magical creatures. This shows a very classic attitude with how the vampire is only concerned with his own pleasure and immortality. (Or her. Could be a her.) The voice has an elegant air to it in contrast the bluntness of what's being conveyed. I also like how you use the comparison of time with the "one-night stands" held up against the "hundreds of forevers."
And no, I did not assume you were speaking from personal experience on this. You are probably safe without the warning in the description. Then again, it is the internet. ^_^
Great work--keep writing!
Nice! Vampires are one of my favorite magical creatures. This shows a very classic attitude with how the vampire is only concerned with his own pleasure and immortality. (Or her. Could be a her.) The voice has an elegant air to it in contrast the bluntness of what's being conveyed. I also like how you use the comparison of time with the "one-night stands" held up against the "hundreds of forevers."
And no, I did not assume you were speaking from personal experience on this. You are probably safe without the warning in the description. Then again, it is the internet. ^_^
Great work--keep writing!