Apart from mind’s rationality

Everyone has some peculiarity

Being daredevil is someone’s decision

While other may have his secret ambition

Before normal life would make you fed

It’s good if you decide to do something mad

In the same way I have my own stupidity

There is one persona I’d like to be

Though I’ve read a lot about them in the books

But I never know how they appeal in looks

Still those creatures I really admire

They are blood-sucking things called vampires

If I got to be one it would be great deal

For I know how sucking one’s neck would feel

How would I look in black clothes and long teeth

And for prey I would search out silent street

Killing my victims with a kiss of Death

I’d be lost in the dark just like a bat

Forgetting all good and fraternity

I’d then live life in eternity

I’d haunt people like a creepy tarantula

And be named as Count Gaurav rather than Dracula