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DARK STANZAS

NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
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Poetry Contest

REAL NIGHTMARE POETRY IN RHYMING

So let's see about a new challenge...

If you been having dreadful nightmares and want to get them off your chest. Well here's a place as this contest will be for stories dark and strange poetic stories that will give a good scare leaving one hanging.... cliffhangers haha...

REMEMBER MUST RHYME TOO HAHA...

The best nightmare with the best cliffhanger and rhyming will win. The stranger and creepier and detailed as possible in what was all seen in your dream wins.

No more then 12 mins long or shorter...

Can be presented in audio video if you do that's a huge plus. Cool sound effects and music are welcomed as long as you can be heard your voice good and if you record yourself telling the story please give lots of feeling to it.

Impress us....

I'LL BE JUDGING READING ALL CAREFULLY. CLOSEST YO WHAT I REQUESTED WILL BE THE WINNER.

IF I SEE MORE THEN ONE THAT I LIKE ALOT I'LL GIVE SECOND THIRD PLACES ETC...

FIRST PLACE WINNER : I'LL PERSONALLY MAKE A DIGITAL CERTIFICATE WITH A BLUE RIBBON POSSIBILY WITH YOUR PIC YOU HAVE HERE.

RUNNER UPS WILL GET RIBBONS 2ND 3RD ETC ILL MAKE AND POST SO YOU CAN PRINT OUT TOO.

AND FOR ALL WINNERS I HAVE MY OWN YOUTUBE CHANNEL AND THE ANCHOR PODCAST CAN POST YOUR POEM AT BOTH STORIES BEHIND EYES IF GIVE CONSENT TO DO SO.

Also at the bottom include why you think you had dream or what you think it means...

Yay....

Let's see those dark stanza stories that rest behind your eyes 💀💀💀💀


THE SECRET POLTERGIEIST


BEING WATCHED

Have you ever felt eyes giving a stare
When finally all alone
Turning around but nothing is there...
Strange????
But it likes seeing you by yourself at home
Secluded in the moments change...

Making no importance to your chills
You want to be brave
The ghost is nothing to get scared thrills
Always have bragged of it in a grave
It's all in the mind that one feels...

You watch your late-night flick
As finally made some buttered popcorn
Everything is cool and slick
As watching a baby be born
How red the child looks...
As there's a bad lighting storm
It rumbles the house giving you the spooks

Suddenly you hear a hiss
Hearing it startles you
Reacting saying who is......
Acting with courage and searches around too

You go to the bedroom and turn on the light

Inch by inch

And not a thing in sight
Her arm then feels an itch
Left clueless she goes back to sit

Then.....

SHE GETS A SUDDEN PINCH...

PIERCING SHRILLS AND SHOUTS...
OH MY GOD NOOOO...
ALL YOU THOUGHT AND ALL THE DOUBTS
It all changes as now you darkly know...
The clock keeps going as it keeps it's ticking counts...

You cry in franticness
As you realize now it's not a game or a prank
In complete scare of the presence
Your mind can't think well it goes in a blank

THINK FAST


So what now???
What will you do?
Can you manage it somehow...
You try walking to the kitchen but you trip with a shoe
Ouch, that isn't good
with a bump, you got on your head too...

In pain and all driving you insane
In terror to even make movement
In the end, it draws to you the same
It will show the same treatment
Now it starts to get better with some pouring rain...

So until then...
You're on your own
Your family won't come till ten
Who knows when...
As in the meantime, It will haunt you again and again...

You on the floor close to the couch and then you hear
A girl giggles how it gives you shivers...
You then say weeping I don't want to be here...
Terrified and you know you can't hide,
it will find you and show its sinister and all it will deliver

Hush little baby don't you scream.....
You better trust me
Cause if you don't.... mommy will be mean...
And you don't really want me..... TO BE..... Hahaha.....

TRAPPED

Shaking and panting in high disturbance
She is very solidified in experiencing such terror
Encountering paranormal occurrence
This isn't a mistake or fake and not an error...
Not a soul knows what's going on with her.....

Thundering roars as it continues to rain in deeper vain
hearing its tip taps, tip clacks, and splats
Hitting sharply against the poor windowpane
Calmness fills her in a slight short dash...

After minutes of no intervene
Things give an odd cessation that's not the same
She suddenly sees a shiny gleam to her face
That moves her out of her place
She stands to gaze at the window once more...
Her complexion is completely pale
Even stronger then it was before...
She is frozen to the core
As her stare gives that creepy glare...
Her body giving a huge red glow
What is all the shining show?...
PLEASE, JUST GO!!!?....

In darkness, the thunderstorm views at the window...
Two surreal red glowing horrific eyes
What could be there, even behind low?
Her stance is in a trance
It's like it wants to continue to hypnotize
She has no idea what is going on or can even realize

The unknown creature is to seriously fear
It growls and then it strangely ceases
She unfreezes and she seems to reappear
Unaware of the incident she then herself dismisses

DARKS AFTERMATH

The home is now silent
with her family now present

The house doesn't need a consent
Only resentment and that's it's pleasant...

Nothing is for certain if she remembers what she saw

RANK!!!!!

AT THE WINDOW IS A CLAW
AND SLOWLY SLIDES DOWN
SQUEAKING AND STARTS TO WITHDRAW
OH SHANK!!! IS IT BACK THE SPAWN???

Is it again here???
This place is haunted...
It is near...
Careful, it lures anyone taunted....

It's now a year...
The evilness has fled
No more anything to dread
Did it really disappear????

Going down the residence below
There's secrecy no one yet doesn't know
In the ground many resting in their bed
Welcome to the cemetery of the dead...

Hahaha...

So mine is more about how I can lose fear of ghost as I do get scared of them but I try not to and being brave for they only Lost ghost...

Written by Nancy Rdz LL


NewBeginnings
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Beksinski's Curse

I awaken with a sudden gasp,
As a silent scream escapes my lips.
My heart beats heavy in my chest:  
A dream, into reality, slips.  
  
The hairs are raised upon my back,  
As my body aches with fright;  
I sit there petrified, awake...  
Alas! Another sleepless night.  
   
I cannot sleep in peace, it seems,  
As I'm haunted by these hellish scenes,  
That creep into my deepest dreams,  
And tear me at my weakest seams.  
   
And so, I paint the perfect picture,  
Like a photograph for the world to see,  
Of the land of death and decay,  
Which dwells so deep inside of me.  
   
One night whilst I lay in bed,  
Just as I was drifting off to sleep,  
I felt an awful sense of dread—  
A certain darkness looming over me.  
   
That night I dreamed of my own death,  
But it seemed so real to me this time;  
I could feel the reaper’s icy breath,  
As she locked her lips with mine.  
   
The light escaped my emerald eyes,  
As I took my final, labored breath;  
Eclipsing me in eternal darkness  
—the cold embrace of death.  
   
Suddenly…  
 
Awakened by a stabbing pain!  
A knife dug deep into my skin;  
I feel my life begin to wane,  
As it lacerates the veins within.  
   
My life flashed before my eyes,  
As my vision was eclipsed.  
I had seen my own demise  
In the reaper's icy kiss.  
   
Lying lifeless on the bed,  
My mattress painted crimson red;  
Like the hellish scenes inside my head  
—A gruesome picture of the dead.  
   
The ending of this tragic story...  
Painted in this final scene.  
All that remains of me is my artistry:  
My window to the obscene.
Written by NewBeginnings
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wallyroo92
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Cursed Dream

She told me to give her my soul and I’d indulge
In all the pleasures I could ever fathom
So I surrendered all will and control
Then she pushed me into the chasm…

In the catacombs of writhing naked bodies
Taut yet decrepit by time and misery
The stench of lust and decay aroused us
Merged with a rapture that was new to me

Maledictus, the faceless voices whispered
Echoing through the caverns of my mind
Maledictus, they repeated over and over again
Sending shivers up and down my spine

And the sounds of anguish, wails and moans
I could not distinguish from bliss or agony
The harmony of hissing kissing rotting flesh
Filled my senses with sour, bitter fervency

I trembled with terror and excitement
Just like the others who surrounded me
Shaking in delight and fright in a trance
As they danced a ritual of perpetual ecstasy

(Maledictus) I felt my insides set on fire
By an unknown sensation that caused a stir
As my fading and dreadful desire seemed to be
Invoking emotions when I spotted her

She was in a tattered crimson corset full of maggots
As I could feel a strange but familiar passion pulse
Then the unhallowed orgy around me unraveled
(Maledictus) She beckoned me to act on impulse

I walked toward her immediately without delay
Obedient to her call like a subservient slave
Expectant of the love she would bestow on me
Or the wrath of a goddess in her temple cave

Her touch felt as cold as ice and burning needles
Her eyes gazed into my spirit like a plague or flood
As she gave me a wicked smile, fangs and all
“Servus, meus es tu” she spurted out with blood

I kissed and drank from her lips and sores
Her tongue slithered down my throat
Her long sharp incisors dug deep into me
Clawing with precise incisions as I choked

I felt the sweet syrupy metallic taste
Her delectable hemorrhage in my tongue
I found it suffocating and intoxicating
As if breathing life into my infested lungs

Our lips parted like quivering ulcers
And she caressed me with arachnid fingers
Implanting herself in my memory
That the crawling on my skin still lingers

In the midst of the wicked debauchery
She seemed to take contentment in it all
As her parasites devoured one another
Like beasts feasting maniacally at a ball

(Maledictus) I felt a tingle and fell to my knees
And she looked down at me with wide eyes
Protruding then sliding out from their sockets
As all her beauty came to an abrupt demise

She kept her composure but cold demeanor
And all she did was give me a sinister smile
But I was the one who felt like a derelict
As the worms now spewed from her vile

She walked away in that tattered crimson corset
As I watched wither through the veil of my sty
She submerged herself into a pool of black tar
Without another word or saying goodbye
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Autumn House

   
They rattle through this house of olde,
The echoed calls through arteries.
The lab’rinth leading from its bowels,
The iron heating in the core
Where beats its heart now long gone cold.
 
But as the autumn and the rain
Is rolling through and sinking in
To claim the rafters and the walls,
Was how the rattle came to be,
The autumn whis’ling down the halls.
 
But what of all the guests now gone
When holidays would welcome them
To sample of its luxuries?
The strolls through gardens manicured,
The games played on the emerald lawn.
 
Then came the evenings' dining fare
Of duck and quall and Guinea fowl,
The roasts of beef with tarragon.
The pastries afterwards with fruit,
And coffee served with crème Brule.
 
The old house in its heyday then,
It seems forever and a day
With no one left that lived here when
Who told their families and their friends
To come and visit them to stay.
 
And so they did, they flocked to see
The regal house that seemed to have
What everybody longed to know,
The way a proper place could be
To everyone from everywhere.
 
But now the parties' faded charms;
The clink of crystal stemware toasts,
The lilting laugh of meeting one    
Whose visit was their first time here,
Whose host would take them in their arms.
 
And so it was back in the day.
The swirling couples danced till dawn
As music took them by the hand
To guide them up the golden stairs
While others stayed out on the lawn.
 
The locals speak of times like these
And wonder where they all had gone.
Those lovers in their tux and gowns,
The lilies gilded with such care
With stickpin pearls' glint in their hair.
 
I too myself do often miss
When I was lulled in my first tryst.
Right there, he met me by the newel,
And found I was too young for him,
Too young for me yet to be kissed.
 
It comes to me in saddened veil
The reason why I came and stayed.
For suitors and their challenges
Took down the boy I stayed chaste for,
Who died but watches over me.
 
In stocking feet, the rooms I roam.
There's no one else who knows I'm here,
Or knows as I do where they are;
The bones that rattle from the halls,
Where we have called this house our home.    
 
 
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
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Thank you for participating NB love this poem and its darkness. Good luck to you 🤗

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Thank you wallyroo92 and Jade pandora for participating I really love the poem stories I could see the dark inspiration as I read them. This will be hard as all are very inviting and captivating to read. 🤗

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The Zombie Apocalypse

Somewhere in laboratory,
a deadly virus is conceived.
Seemingly a fiction story -
returning life to the deceased.

Tested on caged animals;
with a syringe - it is injected.
Producing vicious cannibals,
each one of them infected.

The virus rages through the veins,
eating at the tissues;
And once it finally causes death,
you really have some issues.

Re-animation of the dead,
their flesh still rotting off.
The fumes produced, so sickening,
stem regurgitating coughs.

Through saliva or the blood,
the virus is contracted.
If you happen to get bitten,
death can be expected.

We would never have to worry,
if the virus stayed contained;
But the contagion was released,
and by a terrorist obtained.

Biological warfare,
to the highest degree.
From a mass epidemic,
to a mass killing spree.

Mindless zombies roam the earth -
each city, state, and street.
Countless corpses corrupt the land;
The undead, they never sleep.

Feeding on our flesh,
gnawing through the bone within.
The apocalypse is everywhere,
A fight we simply will not win.

Once everything's contaminated,
The living dead - the last to stand.
The remaining are emaciated,
Starved, defeated - an outcome unplanned.

As the world is overtaken,
no signs of life remain.
The virus is extinguished,
As quickly as it came.
Written by Jimmyos
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Thank you jimmyos for participating love the dark poem. 🙂

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DARKEST LULLABY

"Tell me a bedtime story
And don't forget the monsters..."
 
Prophets of doom filling the coffers of dragons
Martyrdom blood drowns angels in the streets of Heaven
Never will the vultures ever hunger for the tortured
Flesh stripped away from bones of gods of phantoms
 
Witness the malice through the looking glass
And sweep away the ashes of the past
I have yet to taste fervor temptation
Except in the throes of perdition
 
Profits of doom seem so hellbent to haunt these bones
A wisp of spectres trapped 'tween whispers' agonized screams
Sever the arteries pillared with your disease
Imprisoned in the insidious heart of bleakest dreams
 
Goddamn the midnight queen
I can't lick away all the blood
On my hands, so true
THAT I'VE SHED FOR YOU
 
So, as you lay your head to sleep
Know this knife is yours to keep
If you die before before you wake
Know your soul is mine to take
 
Never meant to horrify
With this darkest lullaby
 
Gorgons of war gather for the slaughter
At the cusp of winter in Hades' oratory
Dying in the ghost light lying to lovers' plight
Human sacrifices stripped of flesh in Purgatory
 
Serpents entwined with the scars of murder
As crows sing laments beneath the thunder
Choke down the taste of fervor temptation
Within the halls of our damnation
 
Morbid are the tunes rent from the devil's tongue
As manticores fornicate with centobitical clerics
Venom tipped hell talons sodomizes willing hellions
For the glory to bare chimeric heretics
 
Behold the midnight queen
Writhing in passionate lustmord
I am damned, so true
FOR WHAT I'VE DONE FOR YOU
 
So, as you lay your head to sleep
Know this knife is yours to keep
If you die before before you wake
Know your soul is mine to take
 
Never meant to horrify
With this darkest lullaby
 
GOOD NIGHT, MY SWEET
REST THE SLEEP OF DEAD ANGELS
IN MY GOOD NAME
IN YOUR GRAVE
DREAM OF THE DEAD OF POMPEII
 
Goddamn the midnight queen
I can't lick away all the blood
On my hands, so true
THAT I'VE SHED FOR YOU
 
So, as you lay your head to sleep
Know this knife is yours to keep
If you die before before you wake
Know your soul is mine to take
 
Never meant to horrify
With this darkest lullaby
 
 
 
Written by HadesRising
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HadesRising thank you for participating facisnating poem. 🙂

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NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
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Thank you foolcard for participating 🙂

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Red_CurtainS
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Devils food( the secret meaning)

 
Watch
The seeing eye look deeper into the soul
Call me the time keeper
I'm holding the baton
You cant sprint pass death
Hold your tongue
Don't let it slip loose
Fools pile shit up on their plate
A sweet cake
I call it Devils Food
Drunken bastards sip on a bloody Mary
What a sweet bitch she bled
Call me the timekeeper
I swept lives into a time capsule
For preservation
I left pages and pages of revelations
Psalms of David
Once upon a time  
Something that was taken is sacred
Forget to swallow the pill
Madness  
Hurting
Painful
Call me the timekeeper
As it was laid out bare vagina
Penetrated on occassion
After occassion
Maturity had not  blossomed
And then
Thunder
Lighting
Rain
Winds  
The speed picked UP
The walls of the house
Screamed quietly
timekeeper!
timeKEEper!
TimeKEEPER!
TImeKEEPER!
TIMeKEEPER!
Until the second hand stopped  
And then the first hand stopped
And then the face of the clock
Silenced with a crooked grin
Cocked up and wound itself up again
TIMEKEEPER!  
Please!!
Watch
The seeing eyes from across the room
All their eyes are on you
Tick
Tick
Tick
Tock
Are you  
The martyr of the house?
Oh timekeeper
Your heart is hanging out
 
Love is bloody mess
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