Shadows and Spectres

[b][b]Tell a story in poetry form, about a supernatural encounter that made an impact in your lif[/b]e.
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Rule 1: Not more than 300 words
Rule 2: Poem must be titled
Rule 3: One entry per person
Rule 4: Adhere to the competition rule

Inviting all DUP friends and family to participate in the competition

...just sharing...

A vice like grip upon my soul
by horror and fear made real
as whimpers and mewling growls
echo out of gangrenous wells
rustling from depths only evil prowls
Cacophony of voices from deep shadows
Where promises of hell
Are spoken in whispery wails …

Welcoming you into the competition..

Forever In The Dark

Another cold dark night I saw a shadow
The demons were screaming from being defeated in this battle
Like castrated cattle
They didn't have another chance
Susceptible target
An ignoramus from a glance
They didn't understand that opportunities are vague
Entangled in consequences from gambits gone astray
If you can sit and stay past heart wrenching shrieks
You'd then gain admittance into the darker part of me
Where specters start to grieve when a demon passes by
Subjugated by hate
Where every inch of passion dies
Like an everlasting lie
They're forever in the dark
I've been promised a pain to stay forever in my heart

DexstaRay, thank you for your entry.

Night Terror....

Beneath the shallow mystic moon,
Where life plays by a different tune,
A pathway from the moonlight shone
Upon the supernatural one,
The heart of you, the soul you bear,
Deaths congregation meets you there.
Congealing thoughts of love and hate,
Where blind emotion seals your fate,
They pull you in the darkest place
And keep you there without a trace  
The past raps on your weakened door
And seeps through cracks beneath the floor
Where memories that passed you by
Come back to haunt you till you die.
The blackened place you once forgot,
It wraps your heart until the rot,
And all the broken years before,
Come knocking hard against its door.
Defeat it seeps through weary bones
With garish fetid undertones.
It rakes your heart and claws your soul
Until it takes its own control.
Its then you sense the face of death,
Taste putrid bile upon your breath,
And in your throat a scream is set
To fill your heart with deep regret.  

Shux*

"This Dream I Dreamt Last Night"

When I awoke this day I was not proud
My heart wrapped within a bloodied shroud
The image of his face burned into the cloth
Like a vision from in the mind of a Visigoth

I think the devil slipped past my sleep
Or just dread from my mind adeep
Taunting me like a matador with his red pelisse
Telling me that there is no such thing as peace

Claimed I was nothing but a common fool
Fooled by liberals to be their wrong wing tool
Said to me with breath of fire I'm un-American
Called me a coward, accused me not a man

He so boldly challenged me to a fight
Barking out I was wrong and he was right
He struck me once after I said no
He struck again when I turned to go

Was then I realized he would not stop
He held issues within he would not drop
Yet I held back, offered no defense
Stood against him with my hate for violence

So not one punch was even thrown
Not for anything that was yet unknown
For all his threats still I did not strike
Nor for all his reasons for his dislike

And so it seemed as he gasped and fell
My soul had glimpsed the path to Hell
At the moment his accusations ceased
The guilt I felt inside was quietly released

While deep asleep I faced my inner fear
Rejecting the lies from one so insincere
All doubt cast out as was my inner demon
Risen within, a soaring phoenix-like eudemon  

JJ

Kitsy Kat, thank you for participating and JJ, it is an honour to have you here, thank you!

A TREE FALLS IN THE WOODS

Death came scythe polite
Cutting down the man and wife
They never sighed they never cried
Continued holding hands
Through the other side

Greg and Linda had married young
Lived their lives
Loving one
Each day they rose
And night drew close
Kept in fold
As the others clothes

Here,the spirits
Not knowing it ended
Traveled great distance
Laughing,giggling

Ted walks his dog
Everyday, far and long
Entering the trail
The dog barks
Wagging his tail
Ted cocks his head,
Hearing faint whispers
Loving things said
the voices came quicker
his eyes became bigger
Knowing he entered
The realm of the spectres

Running away in screams
From the forest of trees
So scared was he
Leaving behind the leash

Our couple now have a pup
So cute so fluff
Theres always walks,
Chase and stuff
Calling her Ginger, and to that she said,
RUFFF!!!

Thank you Souladareatease for your entry.

PAST

what crowds my heart with lonely souls....
i find nothing.
but a deep shell of lost eyes that has never been taned to
its original self.
who am i?? might you ask...???
i am someone from your darkist past...
like a melody that flows the brain
creating a sound..a feel...
you thought wasnt real...
some who beliving i have meet you at the
cherry blossom tree...
who am i you ask...??
i must be from your darkist past.
but life has forgotten who i am,
i have been abandon for i am left alone.
standing...waiting...
so i soon uncover the truth
that has never been told before.
i say...forgive me.
who am i ???you ask.
i must be from your darkist past

-Kumiko Yamamoto

Kumi, thank you for entering your poem.

Shadows

There are scary things
That lurk in corners
That bump and creak in the shadows
There are clouds that chill
The damp hallways
Filling the cracks beneath the doors
Muffling the sadness
Stifling the sobs

An odor like flowers at a funeral
Floats above the floor
Sweet fragrance of death
Sticking to the skin
Mixing with the sweat of fear
They say that smell
Is close to taste
It is bitter, and I must swallow

Eyes closed, arms folded
Kids I never knew
Lie curled in tight corners
Dreaming of better times
There is a small square room
In the corner of my heart
It lies behind a door
I hope I never open

Hi Haruhi , thank you for participating.

“For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.”  ~ 1 Corinthians 13:12

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                    What's in a Face

Here is the masquerade,
The deception in this visual aid
If only I had listen, taken heed
When it first glistened its image

Look deep, look long
In the mirror you’ll perceive
They told me and I believe
my reflection  will show
a stranger I wouldn’t  know

so I stared in at my mirror
watching for the change
in the range of features.  Hoping to see
the stranger  that dwells within me.

Gazing intently until a creature did appear,
a cold shiver ran my spine,
when through  a shimmer it came, not divine

Frightening, aware, of the metamorphose
My religiose begged me to pray against
This thing others saw, when they look at me

What I beheld had brown eyes,  that
looked nothing like mine.  Her head supine
in an unheard laugh, yet I hadn’t made a move,
 wanting to make a beeline, out this room.
But where would I go?

Her mouth twisted in a smirk, answering my question
A quirk that put me in a self-made nightshade
This  was no charade, I was truly afraid

Who I thought I was,
Was not me at all, but this other being
within my skin.

I should have never seen what lurks within
the human skin. What’s inside of me was not a friend.
But something else, this side of sin

She winked, and I knew
She would soon gain full control
Where then will I go, perhaps inside a black hole?

Don’t look too closely, try not to see
The stranger in the mirror,
watching, waiting, patiently.