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What is darker than you indigo eyes?
Perhaps howling wind on a stormy day
Ravens screeching their sorrows to the skies
Rose buds dying in the midst of May.
Dead seas and lone spaces where spirits dwell
Haunted woods where evil stalks the night
Would surely flee from thy eternal spell
Upon spying your darkest, blackest might
But though I live in the shadow of thy love
And you drink bitter nectar from my vein
My sweet, I wouldn't live enough
Without you I would die in vain.
For as your black soul now resides in me.
I accept and am alive in thee.

You know, I'm really not into the whole vampire thing that's going on right now with the Twilight series etc., but this poem is truly a nice piece of writing in my opinion. I think what makes it particularly interesting to me is that you took something from the school of "horror" and turned it into a thing of beauty. It's the dichotomy of those two elements which lends a certain feel to the poem which is similar to the device of bitter/sweet. Sometimes discordant notes can blend to make a harmonious sound.

Nice work!

(*Whispering* - 5th word "your" instead of "you" maybe?)

DATo,
thank you for your very kind words. I love Shakespearean sonnets, but do not like the traditional romance they so often portray. So, I made it into a horror sonnet.

I like how you did a word play of good and evil. Like DATo, I am also not a fan of the "Twilight" series vampires, so I am happy to see you kept them classical and traditional in your description; that Finnish style of dark and mysterious "Count Dracula".

Witty-Read, thank you for your kind words! I like the dark overtones as well.

My favorite thing about this poem is how you reveal all these "ugly" and "unpopular" things that people may try to turn blind eyes to. People may try to keep these images, situations, and/or people from their lives and you show that even the darkest of moments, where we deny any positive or uplifting emotion. can be beautiful when a different lens in applied. Not everyone agrees with the way people love other people, places, things, or ideas, but in the end what matters to one doesn't have to matter to all and who are we to condemn what one see's as beauty? Great job! I love it! I love the different interpretations! It's the most exciting part of reading poetry!

Latoshia

Love your writing Karolinka