Ghost Poems
#ghosts
Ghost poems about the souls or spirits of dead people. Poetry about ghosts, ranging from an invisible presence to a translucent shape or realistic, lifelike vision. Superstitious poetry about ghosts, and poems about interactions with a spirit world.
larrycosta
Poem Published
13th Oct 2019 3:53am
13th Oct 2019 3:53am
The Lady In The Lake
The most haunted street in America is Clinton Road where ghost children play and not even wild animals will go. Down to the end, and around the bend you will find... Greenwood Lake!
And, if you listen carefully, you can hear the song of a woman lost and forgotten.
She lurks just below the surface of Greenwood lake deep in the mire where nothing lives and no sunlight can reach.
Always in limbo, always in wait...
Her transparent form floating seamlessly among the muck and mud with hair as wild as seaweed and as long as a brides veil. Her eyes - green as a fish...
And, if you listen carefully, you can hear the song of a woman lost and forgotten.
She lurks just below the surface of Greenwood lake deep in the mire where nothing lives and no sunlight can reach.
Always in limbo, always in wait...
Her transparent form floating seamlessly among the muck and mud with hair as wild as seaweed and as long as a brides veil. Her eyes - green as a fish...
#Halloween
#scary
#ghosts #mythology
#ghosts #mythology
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BabydoII
Itty Bitty
Itty Bitty
Poem Published
11th Oct 2019 00:00am
11th Oct 2019 00:00am
Who Sent the Note?
Why are we here?" Annie asked. The silence had lingered too long and the old woman sitting in front of her seemed to be scrutinizing the very thread count of Annie's attire.
"Steven doesn't bring people he likes around here. He speaks to no one for a long period of time. He only speaks to me because of my gifts, my connection to the other side. But he has taken quite a liking to you. I wanted to meet you, see what he saw."
"So you sent that note? Well, I understand your reasons. But why are we here, in this place?"
A shiver was spreading violently...
"Steven doesn't bring people he likes around here. He speaks to no one for a long period of time. He only speaks to me because of my gifts, my connection to the other side. But he has taken quite a liking to you. I wanted to meet you, see what he saw."
"So you sent that note? Well, I understand your reasons. But why are we here, in this place?"
A shiver was spreading violently...
#death
#fiction
#ghosts #mystery
#ghosts #mystery
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eriz
Poem Published
10th Oct 2019 3:40am
10th Oct 2019 3:40am
Dark Moon
Walking in a dark isle, with a dark moon up high
Portraits of yourself fifteen years ago appeared,
"You got tons of stars when you're five", said by someone
It's hiding in the dark, but it sounded so near.
There, you saw a portrait of a matured lady,
"Who is she? Is this me?", you whispered in the dark.
"yes, it's you. And you are twenty", a voice whispered.
And a dark shadow just appeared in front of me.
"Oh really? Where is she now?" you asked while confused.
"She's here, right in front of me", the shadow answered.
"Wait,...
Portraits of yourself fifteen years ago appeared,
"You got tons of stars when you're five", said by someone
It's hiding in the dark, but it sounded so near.
There, you saw a portrait of a matured lady,
"Who is she? Is this me?", you whispered in the dark.
"yes, it's you. And you are twenty", a voice whispered.
And a dark shadow just appeared in front of me.
"Oh really? Where is she now?" you asked while confused.
"She's here, right in front of me", the shadow answered.
"Wait,...
#dark
#death
#moon
#ghosts
#nightmares
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nikkimoe
Poem Published
7th Oct 2019 3:21pm
7th Oct 2019 3:21pm
Up A Steep Hill
They put the box down a hole
kicked some rocks on the top
we said good-bye, we walked home
everythings changed, nothings the same
the night falls on us hard and we got
no one to blame for all this pain.
kicked some rocks on the top
we said good-bye, we walked home
everythings changed, nothings the same
the night falls on us hard and we got
no one to blame for all this pain.
#love
#death
#rain
#ghosts
#graveyard
47 reads
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eriz
Poem Published
7th Oct 2019 10:59am
7th Oct 2019 10:59am
Ghosts In The Attic
My grandma used to tell scary stories
About folklores, urban legends and everything in between,
And now, her tale is about our attic
That is said to be haunted for many years.
"Never go in the attic", she said with an anxious face,
"Especially at night, not even a slight gaze,
For the ghosts who lived there might possess you,
And if you wish to stop them, a sacrifice will do"
As she's about to say her last warning,
A loud thud interrupt her storytelling,
"They are here", she whispered too,
"I'm sorry dear, but...
About folklores, urban legends and everything in between,
And now, her tale is about our attic
That is said to be haunted for many years.
"Never go in the attic", she said with an anxious face,
"Especially at night, not even a slight gaze,
For the ghosts who lived there might possess you,
And if you wish to stop them, a sacrifice will do"
As she's about to say her last warning,
A loud thud interrupt her storytelling,
"They are here", she whispered too,
"I'm sorry dear, but...
#gothic
#death
#scary
#ghosts
#mystery
68 reads
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Razzerleaf
Poem Published
6th Oct 2019 00:33am
6th Oct 2019 00:33am
Afterlife
There isn't any dark underbelly
or shadow clad evil waiting to drag us
kicking into the opening roots of a bloody tree.
You won't find that the room temperature
drops and a pale figure appears dripping wet
because the previous owner of the house
wants you to find her bones at the bottom of a well.
But you will see that shock of grey hair
walking up the hill with her shopping bags
as you drive past and think for a moment
it was her.
You will kneel in the garden
to tie off daffodils and remember that
she showed...
or shadow clad evil waiting to drag us
kicking into the opening roots of a bloody tree.
You won't find that the room temperature
drops and a pale figure appears dripping wet
because the previous owner of the house
wants you to find her bones at the bottom of a well.
But you will see that shock of grey hair
walking up the hill with her shopping bags
as you drive past and think for a moment
it was her.
You will kneel in the garden
to tie off daffodils and remember that
she showed...
#death
#ghosts
71 reads
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PencilScribbles
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2019 7:42pm
2nd Oct 2019 7:42pm
Guardianship of a Child-like Heart
Every time, it never fails,
I see a car that looks like yours and I can’t help but see if it is you.
You see, the heart and mind, they work different:
My head knows that you’re not coming,
But my heart doesn’t know that.
My heart is kind of like the child that always hopes.
And my head is like the grown-up that says,
“Hey! STOP!”
Then gently explains,
“I told you it's not possible, it’s not going to happen. Grow up a little bit…okay?”
But no matter what I do, my heart still hopes. ...
I see a car that looks like yours and I can’t help but see if it is you.
You see, the heart and mind, they work different:
My head knows that you’re not coming,
But my heart doesn’t know that.
My heart is kind of like the child that always hopes.
And my head is like the grown-up that says,
“Hey! STOP!”
Then gently explains,
“I told you it's not possible, it’s not going to happen. Grow up a little bit…okay?”
But no matter what I do, my heart still hopes. ...
#love
#ghosts
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crowfly
Poem Published
30th Sep 2019 11:25pm
30th Sep 2019 11:25pm
Fade
She stands, translucent, on the stair
Radiant smile, and glowing hair
She beckons me to follow her
And my dormant love begins to stir
I follow her down shadowed halls
While she sings, while she calls
That I have nothing left to fear
Each word melodious and clear
We step into a darkened room
But I experience no sense of doom
I revel in my love's sweet breath
And the fading of my dread of death.
Radiant smile, and glowing hair
She beckons me to follow her
And my dormant love begins to stir
I follow her down shadowed halls
While she sings, while she calls
That I have nothing left to fear
Each word melodious and clear
We step into a darkened room
But I experience no sense of doom
I revel in my love's sweet breath
And the fading of my dread of death.
#ghosts
81 reads
10 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
30th Sep 2019 12:04pm
30th Sep 2019 12:04pm
rumbling in the night
Rumblings in the night
I was trying to write the words on the screen turned
into spatter of blood, darkness descended
A woollen mass pressing me down, I screamed
Of fear and my brother came and laid beside me.
A young woman. who had been thrown out of her?
Uncle’s house came with a tray of bacon & eggs
I grabbed a piece of bacon, but the woman said
It was not for me but my brother because
He had been dead for many years and therefore
Must be hungry.
I went into a Chinese restaurant where the owner
Shouted “table for one” I...
I was trying to write the words on the screen turned
into spatter of blood, darkness descended
A woollen mass pressing me down, I screamed
Of fear and my brother came and laid beside me.
A young woman. who had been thrown out of her?
Uncle’s house came with a tray of bacon & eggs
I grabbed a piece of bacon, but the woman said
It was not for me but my brother because
He had been dead for many years and therefore
Must be hungry.
I went into a Chinese restaurant where the owner
Shouted “table for one” I...
#monsters
#ghosts
20 reads
1 Comment
nikkimoe
Poem Published
28th Sep 2019 00:07am
28th Sep 2019 00:07am
The Man Who Wears A Top Hat
He called me out into the cold
I said no,
I closed the door,
he turned around but did not go.
I said no,
I closed the door,
he turned around but did not go.
#dark
#dreams
#night
#ghosts
#nightmares
68 reads
8 Comments
Fetchitnow
Poem Published
20th Sep 2019 2:39pm
20th Sep 2019 2:39pm
Peace with myself
I felt a shiver earlier today
Lately those shivers have been around me, always
Not always in the night, have I felt the touch on me
Who is watching and who's not letting me be?
Here in this moment, I'm here by myself
I'm gonna cry with no one else near
This is so constant, I need to hide from thee
It's always a moment, when I'm here by myself
I'm always touching you, you’ve got nerves of steel
Get up, my scared little girl, yell out, but please don't scream
And...
Lately those shivers have been around me, always
Not always in the night, have I felt the touch on me
Who is watching and who's not letting me be?
Here in this moment, I'm here by myself
I'm gonna cry with no one else near
This is so constant, I need to hide from thee
It's always a moment, when I'm here by myself
I'm always touching you, you’ve got nerves of steel
Get up, my scared little girl, yell out, but please don't scream
And...
#ghosts
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BlueBeastGirl
Poem Published
18th Sep 2019 3:58pm
18th Sep 2019 3:58pm
Presence and daydreams
#faith
#spiritual
#ghosts
#suffering
#curse
192 reads
5 Comments
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