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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
Horror poem about a night creatures that seeks out humans to kill and devour.

Submitted: September 06, 2011

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Submitted: September 06, 2011



The seeker’s searching for live prey
Victims to surely bring right down,
He creeps along the dim-lit streets
Within this woeful, nasty town.

The inhuman seeker is looking for
Some unsuspecting prey to kill,
Creeping through dark alleyways
Climbing through a window sill.

The seeker stalks the dreary night
Looking for those without a care,
To bring down in the twilight time
Then add them to his bill-o’-fare.

He hunts the night by smell of blood
Seeking out an injured soul,
To leave their body chalky white
Their flesh a lifeless cold.

The seeker’s needing victims
So he can hunt and kill,
To give this fiend his nourishment
And give him such a thrill.

He thrills to kill the innocent
To know they cannot be saved,
He thrills to see their coffins
Being lowered into their graves.

A creature from some twilight world
The seeker rides out again,
He lives to feast upon the living
He lives for inflicting pain.

The evil seeker haunts the night
In a smallish country town,
Seeking out night-time walkers
To grab and cruelly bring them down.

© Copyright 2011
Philip Roberts,
Melbourne, Australia

© Copyright 2017 Philip Roberts. All rights reserved.

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