Leanan-Sidhe

[nessa]

Leanan Sidhe (lan-an shee)

lay me down on rocks,
sink your fangs into me
suck up my blood
and replace it with your venom.
Curse me again and again
for what is not my fault.
Dear God, smile at me that beautiful smile
that has once again killed me.
Clutch your claws around my throat-
take what belongs to you.
I will give the whole world
for just one more look.
I will turn faces away
no one will stare
at the beauty that shines off of yourself.
I will clear the air of the dead stench
that arrives with your presence.
I'll darken your clear blue eyes,
and flush your cheeks with colors of cherise..
My daughter that I have promised myself,
has become what I once was.

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[Tyler]

Welcome nessa!

What is the meaning of Leanan Sidhe? Your poem sounds gothic.

[nessa]

Leanan-sidhe is a kind of a fairy.
"On the isle of man she is a blood sucking vampire, and in Ireland-the muse of poets. Those inspired by her live brilliant-though short lives."
I don't think It's gothic, but i was facinated by vampires when I wrote this, and greatly inspired by her especially. Maybe I believed that if I wrote about her I would to live a brillinat and short life.

[Sigh]

Absolutley fantastic!
Alive and writhing like a wounded snake, your words are powerful and possess uncommon grace:)

More!

[nessa]

Wow...thanks.
I will...

[Velvet]

hi nessa,

why do you wish for a short but brilliant life?

[nessa]

why? becasue I'm miserable.
my older sister gets all the praise, she an artist...and i get nothing.
i dream to be one day...know, and then i'll get praise, rather than her.
i'm miserable, i'm tired of living, i hurt...i'm a poet. isn't that good enough?