Google was the first to introduce me to him,
Then eventually I learnt, studied the briefs.
Fiction framed itself to be cupid,
And I fell in love with all the stories of him.
His thoughts drove me crazy while I was teen,
Lost in the No-Man Land I searched for him.
I fantasized him.
I hoped to find him in the dark Alley I searched.
Winters passed, nights turned away,
The alley remained deserted,
Not a shadow appeared,
Not a motion I felt.
Yes I agree i was in love
With a fictional character
But so what?
Vampires have controlled my mind ever since I heard of them,
The interest intensified the more I read.
I scaled the beliefs and arranged them in order,
Alarmed of the danger, I was still not afraid of him.
Reckless was I, my mind without fear
All I wanted was my vampire dear.
He was my truth, he was my lie,
In search of him, I was not even afraid to die.
Sneaking through peaks
Travelling with risks
At every corner it’s him I sought.
The very thought of Vampire still evokes that long lost dream…
Somewhere deep down, I am still in search of him.
(I wrote a similar poem when I was seventeen. Just modified it a bit and added the last two lines. Yes, I still live with that fantasy in me.)