Lycanthrope Poems - Poems about Lycanthrope

If I was going to design my own society, I would have to take into account The fact that I have always dreamed of a society that was lycanthropic. Which means we would be humans by day, and freedom flying happy werewolves by night. Loyal carnivores, who take care of our young, athletic, and amazingly psychotic. I have...

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It was long gone midnight, and nervously I walked There was something in the bushes, I was being stalked. I could smell it's fetid breath, It was lurking in the dark It scared me half to death as I hurried through the park. My step quickened, my nerves could barely cope For above my head the moon was full, the...

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What happened to me when the full moon shone bright I seem to have lost the whole of the night I've no recollection of what did transpire but I feel that what happened was really quite dire When I awoke at the first light of dawn I found that my clothes were all tattered and torn Why is it I'm lying...

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Silent pulses of Krileanine’s Pentagram Lure the young men of the hamlet Lönam Oh how she sains them with The Heptagram Curiosity killed the cat And made the Nightbeast Darkly, she commenced the ancient rite Performing in her Sluttish ways She’s preparing for the Full-moon Night Scream! Lycanthrope Lover Her host’s fangs Will pierce every innocent "Submit to my will You carrion ghoul Welcome to my Esoteric...

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I can hear the forest breathing, As I traverse the darkened wood. I can feel a heartbeat heaving, As only Mother Nature’s could. The night is intoxicating, And I feel the hunger burning. For many weeks, it’s been waiting, My lust for prey, ever yearning. The full moon rises in the sky, Shining on a field of clover. I feel my humanity die, The bloodlust has...

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