Poems About Ghosts Seeking Honest Critique
#ghosts
PAR
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 12:00pm
25th Jan 2025 12:00pm
Walls, sheets, curtains, all white...
In the silence of the night shadows creep.
Whispers of the unknown stir the soul.
A chill descends, fingers cold and thin,
tugging at the edges of sanity.
The walls breathe a pulse within the stone.
Echoes of footsteps, unseen yet near.
Eyes in the darkness, staring, unblinking.
A presence felt, but never seen.
The air grows thick, a suffocating dread.
Heartbeat pounding like a distant drum.
A flicker of light reveals a hollow face.
Fleshless grin, frozen in eternal scream.
Hands reach from the void,...
Whispers of the unknown stir the soul.
A chill descends, fingers cold and thin,
tugging at the edges of sanity.
The walls breathe a pulse within the stone.
Echoes of footsteps, unseen yet near.
Eyes in the darkness, staring, unblinking.
A presence felt, but never seen.
The air grows thick, a suffocating dread.
Heartbeat pounding like a distant drum.
A flicker of light reveals a hollow face.
Fleshless grin, frozen in eternal scream.
Hands reach from the void,...
#anxiety
#apathy
#emptiness
#ghosts
#scary
98 reads
8 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 2:30am
20th Jan 2025 2:30am
A Possible Encounter With A Ghost In The Woods
Lisa walked into the woods.
She stopped, breathed heavily and stripped down.
She felt something humping her.
She stopped, breathed heavily and stripped down.
She felt something humping her.
#corruption
#fiction
#forest
#ghosts
#sex
173 reads
2 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 8:40pm
13th Jan 2025 8:40pm
In The Cloisters
Dusty highways and forsaken roads
I’ve gone to the devil's home
To tread the path where evil once rode
Forty shells and His word in tome
A break-action adorned in martyr’s bone
Ghost towns still bear the stains of blood
Where the wind whispers in a hollow tone
Carrying rot over the road’s dried mud
Step and approach the warped birch
The stench of corruption thick in the air
Carrion of sin eating at the inverted church
Salvation picked apart upon an altar of despair
...
I’ve gone to the devil's home
To tread the path where evil once rode
Forty shells and His word in tome
A break-action adorned in martyr’s bone
Ghost towns still bear the stains of blood
Where the wind whispers in a hollow tone
Carrying rot over the road’s dried mud
Step and approach the warped birch
The stench of corruption thick in the air
Carrion of sin eating at the inverted church
Salvation picked apart upon an altar of despair
...
#dark
#death
#evil
#ghosts
#religion
99 reads
0 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 11:22pm
6th Jan 2025 11:22pm
Soulstorm of the Wicked (Ghostlords of the Witch)
Through disease, war and self-destruction the Cunaim city-state fell
They was the greatest of them all who spiraled down broken stairs into hell,
“Those other city-states the Cunaim controlled were put in their place
Even though limited freedom was given they were still looked upon with disgrace,
“One vassal state secretly breed a generation until they bled poisonous blood
Every year performing an evil ritual holiday of sinister loyalty and fake love,
“With a form of Seppuku they would drain themselves dry
Upon farming fields, sewers...
They was the greatest of them all who spiraled down broken stairs into hell,
“Those other city-states the Cunaim controlled were put in their place
Even though limited freedom was given they were still looked upon with disgrace,
“One vassal state secretly breed a generation until they bled poisonous blood
Every year performing an evil ritual holiday of sinister loyalty and fake love,
“With a form of Seppuku they would drain themselves dry
Upon farming fields, sewers...
#dark
#evil
#ghosts #sacrifice
#ghosts #sacrifice
113 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 10:41pm
6th Jan 2025 10:41pm
Shivers
#ghosts
#sex
#women
252 reads
6 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 1:46pm
6th Jan 2025 1:46pm
The Bloodied Dandy
The hotel had been running since the Middle Ages and did a roaring trade in kitsch tours for people wanting to experience a little of the horror of murders that had happened there. Although the proprietors were innocent (tour guides employed by the hotel were at pains to emphasise) there was a conspiracy of highwaymen, as the 18th became the 19th century, to lure travellers and then kill and rob them in their rooms. One young Pink of the Ton (meaning a fashionable young man) was lured by the promise of elopement with a woman with whom he thought he had been in correspondence.
I was...
I was...
#ghosts
#historical
#horror #ShortStory
#horror #ShortStory
125 reads
3 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 9:09pm
5th Jan 2025 9:09pm
Haunted Flurries
I sit by death’s cold door
A certain expiration date
Soon from here, I’ll be no more
Solemnly resigned to fate
Winter winds cold as old sin
Frost blooms on glassy panes
Ice and snow asking to be let in
Blanketing the frozen lanes
I dwell on winters long since passed
On sins and sorrow, deep and raw
Lives traded, cut short too fast
By the flick of pen and manmade law
The scene obscures in icy gales
Thoughts dissolve in the pale frost
What’s this shadow, thin and frail?
A sight that leaves my stomach...
A certain expiration date
Soon from here, I’ll be no more
Solemnly resigned to fate
Winter winds cold as old sin
Frost blooms on glassy panes
Ice and snow asking to be let in
Blanketing the frozen lanes
I dwell on winters long since passed
On sins and sorrow, deep and raw
Lives traded, cut short too fast
By the flick of pen and manmade law
The scene obscures in icy gales
Thoughts dissolve in the pale frost
What’s this shadow, thin and frail?
A sight that leaves my stomach...
#dark
#evil
#ghosts
#morality
#regret
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2025 2:36am
3rd Jan 2025 2:36am
A Possible Ghostly Tease
John saw Denise standing naked.
"No! You're dead!" was what he said.
When he approached, she disappeared.
"No! You're dead!" was what he said.
When he approached, she disappeared.
#dark
#fiction
#ghosts
#lover
#sex
84 reads
0 Comments
HadesRising
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 8:16pm
24th Dec 2024 8:16pm
ASHES FALLING LIKE SNOWFLAKES
And once
Upon a merry Christmas
A tree adorned at midnight
With lights
Twinkling upon the tinsel
And gifts wrapped in bows beneath
beneath
b e n e a t h
b e n e a t h
Those memories fading from yesteryear
Voices of the departed that I hear
Are you dead or am I a Christmas ghost
Ashes falling like snowflakes with spirits I toast
Each Eve
One ornament is entombed
In a mistletoe graveyard
Decay
The memories in whiskey
Soaked nightmares gifted to me
to me ...
Upon a merry Christmas
A tree adorned at midnight
With lights
Twinkling upon the tinsel
And gifts wrapped in bows beneath
beneath
b e n e a t h
b e n e a t h
Those memories fading from yesteryear
Voices of the departed that I hear
Are you dead or am I a Christmas ghost
Ashes falling like snowflakes with spirits I toast
Each Eve
One ornament is entombed
In a mistletoe graveyard
Decay
The memories in whiskey
Soaked nightmares gifted to me
to me ...
#Christmas
#depression
#ghosts
111 reads
1 Comment
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 5:35pm
15th Dec 2024 5:35pm
The Snowman’s Revenge
a Christmas ghost story
Not one person knew who made the snowman,
they said in the end it was “kids”,
that venerable answer to
such articles of mystery.
A year had passed since Peter’s dad
had shot himself where now the snowman stood,
on losing his job in the pits,
to bitter end cursing his faithless wife.
The carrot nose and coal buttons,
the dotted smile, eyes, top hat, and scarf;
it looked like some kind wizard stopped
and filled the drive with cheer for passers by.
With child’s logic, though, Peter...
Not one person knew who made the snowman,
they said in the end it was “kids”,
that venerable answer to
such articles of mystery.
A year had passed since Peter’s dad
had shot himself where now the snowman stood,
on losing his job in the pits,
to bitter end cursing his faithless wife.
The carrot nose and coal buttons,
the dotted smile, eyes, top hat, and scarf;
it looked like some kind wizard stopped
and filled the drive with cheer for passers by.
With child’s logic, though, Peter...
#Christmas
#ghosts
#murder #revenge
#murder #revenge
179 reads
1 Comment
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
9th Dec 2024 9:32pm
9th Dec 2024 9:32pm
Ghostly Encounter On The Beach
Broderick
went to the beach for some
peace and quiet only to see his
old high school flame Judy walking towards the tide
coming in. But when he rushed over
to his long lost love, she
disappeared.
went to the beach for some
peace and quiet only to see his
old high school flame Judy walking towards the tide
coming in. But when he rushed over
to his long lost love, she
disappeared.
#beach
#fiction
#ghosts
#lover
#nostalgia
88 reads
0 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
6th Dec 2024 5:27pm
6th Dec 2024 5:27pm
The stone man
Here I am as I am a man of truth and genuine honesty, when I speak with truth and trust. For what I believe in my mind and heart and spiritual thoughts. As I draw off my own life substance, with intelligences and upmost of my own subconscious thoughts. For sure as I continue, to stand up to the very tolerates, with the deepness of the nonsense that I see. THAT you will hear my words of thoughts of my own conversations. For sure sometimes we have to learn to be resilient, in our search of the truth instead of continuing to believe, in the bold face of lies. For sure I am a witness to what he...
#ghosts
#mermaids
#monsters
#vampires
#werewolves
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