Gothic, Dark, Vampires
The elder holds on the gate
The rust on the steel bars
Of rain and shine lack of human contact
The palace lies in ruins
As he pushes open
The creaking sound echo in the night
The cool breezes touching his body
Nature too is trying to get rid of evil
The evil bats flying around
In the moon lit sky..........
High on the palace ground
Eyes of red waiting for preys
The elder steps into the compound
He sees the front door slowly open....
A dark shadow appears with long hair
The wind blowing along gathering dust
Slowly she appears
Fair skin with oval shape face and long hair
Smiling with white teeth shining under the moon light
An attractive woman by the door....
Bending low showing the welcome sign
The elder walks steadily into the palace
The door suddenly closes by the wind
The woman gestures “This way please”
The elder surveys the living room
Candles light display on the tables
Certain areas of darkness and shadows
He touches things he knew long ago
Inside the living room
It is kept clean and shine
As if somebody has come
Maintaining the palace
The elder sits on the cushion chair
Dark brown leather soft as those years ago
He remembers the scenes of laughter, wine and women
Of parties he attended and women he scored
Now he sees only memories
Friends died or disappeared
And the lord of this palace
Turning himself into a curse
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