Halloween Poems
#Halloween
Celebrate the Halloween holidays with dark and spooky Halloween poetry. Creepy poems about witches, werewolves, jack-o'-lanterns, ghouls and ghosts. Trick or treat!?
Bluevelvete
Bumped Today 8:59am
15th Sep 2020 3:50am
15th Sep 2020 3:50am
Boney Cage ~True Loves Decay
confined within
their boney cage
True Love's
hearts
slowly rage
betrothed
and curse'd
ravaged
and undead
lovers
caught
in time's
own crawl
forever
lost
a dark cabal
slowly wilted
decrepit
skin
firstly slips
unspoken moans
sans
boney
lips
rotting
slowly
bones
remaining
pain filled
flesh
never
retaining
lasting
horror
through
love's
pure sorrow
these two
will ...
their boney cage
True Love's
hearts
slowly rage
betrothed
and curse'd
ravaged
and undead
lovers
caught
in time's
own crawl
forever
lost
a dark cabal
slowly wilted
decrepit
skin
firstly slips
unspoken moans
sans
boney
lips
rotting
slowly
bones
remaining
pain filled
flesh
never
retaining
lasting
horror
through
love's
pure sorrow
these two
will ...
#Halloween
#ghosts
#lover
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12 Comments
MyEyeDelight
Poem Published
16th Sep 2020 6:38am
16th Sep 2020 6:38am
A Creeping Death
A Creeping Death
Have you noticed?
How the angle of the sun is changing?
Once warm and incandescent
Now is all
Hard edges
And stark shadows.
Summer weeps in mourning,
So Autumn may exhale.
Breath that holds an icy promise.
Wrapped in warm flannel,
Served with pumpkin spice,
Surrounded by fall color,
That only really portends of imminent death.
Drunk on cider,
Plied with these distractions
You are caught unaware.
Lest you pay heed,
Best you be...
Have you noticed?
How the angle of the sun is changing?
Once warm and incandescent
Now is all
Hard edges
And stark shadows.
Summer weeps in mourning,
So Autumn may exhale.
Breath that holds an icy promise.
Wrapped in warm flannel,
Served with pumpkin spice,
Surrounded by fall color,
That only really portends of imminent death.
Drunk on cider,
Plied with these distractions
You are caught unaware.
Lest you pay heed,
Best you be...
#Halloween
#narrative
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10 Comments
Calamityofgin
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 5:55pm
13th Sep 2020 5:55pm
Jack
I have grown pedestrian claws
And dip to roam the sidewalks
As if....
the concrete squares below my stealthy
Red shoed curling feet
Were ushering me in
To the gateway
Of the badlands
My mind set:
Bring on the terror dome
This night takes kindly;
Havoc
Trickfuckery
More than one ornery hillbilly
Has nurtured those abilities
Psychological warfare ...
Matured my finesse with it
Far beyond egg yolk
And TP
The thought;
An assault on my sensibilities
A loose grip on my...
And dip to roam the sidewalks
As if....
the concrete squares below my stealthy
Red shoed curling feet
Were ushering me in
To the gateway
Of the badlands
My mind set:
Bring on the terror dome
This night takes kindly;
Havoc
Trickfuckery
More than one ornery hillbilly
Has nurtured those abilities
Psychological warfare ...
Matured my finesse with it
Far beyond egg yolk
And TP
The thought;
An assault on my sensibilities
A loose grip on my...
#Halloween
41 reads
5 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
12th Sep 2020 4:18pm
12th Sep 2020 4:18pm
Halloween
The leaves have turned from green to ginger
autumns creeps with its cold fingers
the equinox past and natures hand
inexorable, looking for a place to camp
Bring the first dew to the gravestones
freshly carved and hardly cold
through the yew trees, an east wind moaned
the spirits day, be arriving as foretold
Druids clad in robes a flowing
chanting as they praised the runes
brought the wood and laid the kindling
invoke the power of the moon
On the the date that greets the cusp
the stocking net tween...
autumns creeps with its cold fingers
the equinox past and natures hand
inexorable, looking for a place to camp
Bring the first dew to the gravestones
freshly carved and hardly cold
through the yew trees, an east wind moaned
the spirits day, be arriving as foretold
Druids clad in robes a flowing
chanting as they praised the runes
brought the wood and laid the kindling
invoke the power of the moon
On the the date that greets the cusp
the stocking net tween...
#Halloween
#pagan
#witches
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3 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
4th Sep 2020 00:07am
4th Sep 2020 00:07am
Buried face down
Buried face down
Great monolith placed
On top of the cold hard ground
They can't keep me down
They won't keep me bound
I'll rise up on the first blood moon
Feast and devour this town
Hide in your homes
Keep your loved ones close
It doesn't matter
You'll still see my ghost
Great monolith placed
On top of the cold hard ground
They can't keep me down
They won't keep me bound
I'll rise up on the first blood moon
Feast and devour this town
Hide in your homes
Keep your loved ones close
It doesn't matter
You'll still see my ghost
#Halloween
#monsters
#vampires
#ghosts
#zombies
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3 Comments
Xaphan
Poem Published
16th Mar 2020 2:22pm
16th Mar 2020 2:22pm
1 Corinthians 10:20, 21
1 night, tonight, 10:20 pm and 21 seconds past
Can you see him now? He's of an unearthly caste
Oh desolate Heaven, in awe, let Jehovah witness
Rapt by the dark alluring of this Allhallows sickness
In the macabre dancing flames of the pumpkin heads
Nothing's alive, but fear and where our insanity treads
Taking us to the black mass altar, to await the demon
He who rises from the inferno, he is Hell's Amaymon
In Corinthian fables, with the unholy, we cannot sup
And come Allhallows, there can only be Jehovah's cup
Now's the time to turn our backs...
Can you see him now? He's of an unearthly caste
Oh desolate Heaven, in awe, let Jehovah witness
Rapt by the dark alluring of this Allhallows sickness
In the macabre dancing flames of the pumpkin heads
Nothing's alive, but fear and where our insanity treads
Taking us to the black mass altar, to await the demon
He who rises from the inferno, he is Hell's Amaymon
In Corinthian fables, with the unholy, we cannot sup
And come Allhallows, there can only be Jehovah's cup
Now's the time to turn our backs...
#evil
#Halloween
#religion
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SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2019 5:54am
2nd Nov 2019 5:54am
COME WITCHES
(Come Witches visual song lyrics)
#Halloween
#music
#lyrics #witches
#lyrics #witches
237 reads
3 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
1st Nov 2019 10:12pm
1st Nov 2019 10:12pm
Ghosts of Seasoned Pasts
Seems only yesterday
they were about
with a ghostly chill in the bones,
but today we've buried them
in favour of songs set
to feel you with warmth
against a frigid backdrop.
Frankly I never cared
that much for Halloween
but now that there are
Christmas songs
on the radio already,
seems nothing is Hallowed
and sacred anymore:
Bah Bloody Humbug!
Roll on St. Davids day,
at least that happens
without much commercial fuss...
they were about
with a ghostly chill in the bones,
but today we've buried them
in favour of songs set
to feel you with warmth
against a frigid backdrop.
Frankly I never cared
that much for Halloween
but now that there are
Christmas songs
on the radio already,
seems nothing is Hallowed
and sacred anymore:
Bah Bloody Humbug!
Roll on St. Davids day,
at least that happens
without much commercial fuss...
#Halloween
#Christmas
#holiday
#religion
#TruthOfLife
248 reads
13 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
1st Nov 2019 4:05am
1st Nov 2019 4:05am
Posture Nation
There’s nothing to look
Back at to be
Proud of
The only thing
I had were
These words and
How I chose to
Arrange
Them
Drunk and
Deranged at
8 o’clock in
The
Evening
On
Halloween
I could care less
About it and I
Never got
Fucked by
A slutty
Nurse
And I’m betting
I never
Will
The penguins up
There diving into
The freezing
Ocean to catch
An anchovy to
Survive another
3 more days in
-40-degree...
Back at to be
Proud of
The only thing
I had were
These words and
How I chose to
Arrange
Them
Drunk and
Deranged at
8 o’clock in
The
Evening
On
Halloween
I could care less
About it and I
Never got
Fucked by
A slutty
Nurse
And I’m betting
I never
Will
The penguins up
There diving into
The freezing
Ocean to catch
An anchovy to
Survive another
3 more days in
-40-degree...
#lust
#Halloween
#alcohol
#PowerOfWords
#SelfWorth
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2 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
1st Nov 2019 2:57am
1st Nov 2019 2:57am
Costume Party
Elvira draws his gaze,
she's really nailed it
the dress parting
just enough
to give a generous view
Nipples attentive to the approach
- since he's in the uniform;
he decides tonight
it will be bad cop
The novelty cuff latches
before she can question
the bold intrusion
"You'll be coming with me, ma'am!"
"Is that a threat, or a promise?"
She is led from the fray
with little resistance,
and is discretely pulled into
an unoccupied bathroom
"Leave the glasses on," she asks...
she's really nailed it
the dress parting
just enough
to give a generous view
Nipples attentive to the approach
- since he's in the uniform;
he decides tonight
it will be bad cop
The novelty cuff latches
before she can question
the bold intrusion
"You'll be coming with me, ma'am!"
"Is that a threat, or a promise?"
She is led from the fray
with little resistance,
and is discretely pulled into
an unoccupied bathroom
"Leave the glasses on," she asks...
#lust
#BDSM
#Halloween
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3 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
1st Nov 2019 1:16am
1st Nov 2019 1:16am
Sugar In The System
After the bag of treasures
works them into a jittery rush,
the children will succumb
to the comfort of warm sheets
while rain hammers the roof
Although a wet excursion
through the labyrinth
of a wet neighbourhood,
excitement protects them
from the damp reality
and a pillowcase of treats
is potent motivation
to ignore such matters
I fall into the vertical world
reflecting on the clusters
of costumed kids and wide smiles
and my own pleasure
of absorbing that energy
I can forget about the...
works them into a jittery rush,
the children will succumb
to the comfort of warm sheets
while rain hammers the roof
Although a wet excursion
through the labyrinth
of a wet neighbourhood,
excitement protects them
from the damp reality
and a pillowcase of treats
is potent motivation
to ignore such matters
I fall into the vertical world
reflecting on the clusters
of costumed kids and wide smiles
and my own pleasure
of absorbing that energy
I can forget about the...
#happiness
#night
#Halloween
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4 Comments
da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Damon
Poem Published
31st Oct 2019 5:04pm
31st Oct 2019 5:04pm
Psycho
They kept on firing hot shots like he was a ho
Pushing him to the edge of becoming a psycho
He said no mo' & sliced both of their jugulars
Turning both of them hoes into blood garglers
Professional swallowers made to guzzle his venom
Proving that he's no longer taking shit from them
Causing them to swim in pools of crimson blood
As their levees broke like Hurricane Katrina's flood
Those who were showing them love were on his list
To be hit because disloyalty had gotten him pissed
So he shipped kisses of death to each...
Pushing him to the edge of becoming a psycho
He said no mo' & sliced both of their jugulars
Turning both of them hoes into blood garglers
Professional swallowers made to guzzle his venom
Proving that he's no longer taking shit from them
Causing them to swim in pools of crimson blood
As their levees broke like Hurricane Katrina's flood
Those who were showing them love were on his list
To be hit because disloyalty had gotten him pissed
So he shipped kisses of death to each...
#dark
#death
#LifeStruggles #Halloween
#LifeStruggles #Halloween
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