Sun, 22 Sep, 2019

Curse of Your Blood

By Arjun Dahal

I am supernatural, Mutated from dawn. A failure of god's creation, A vampire, fear holds my name. From my grave I roam around after dusk, Lust of your blood My survival, I need the most. As my corpses rises from my tomb, Livid I am, destined for a silent hunt. Vengence I have, Must suck the blood of your race. The midnight feast, Flooded by the blood, Lights smile on my face. Since you'll be dead, I must rest till next night Your lust, I must fulfill. Another hunt for the feast, Till the eternity, We shall be cursing each, For the fragrance of death, Resulted by the curse of your blood.   Guest Writer: Arjun Dahal is undergrad student in Trichandra College