Monster Poems
#monsters
Monster poems, here you'll find poetry about large and frightening imaginary creatures. Dark poems about monsters, and death and destruction at the hands of scary fictional beasts.
Hellbound
Hellbound, pyre, descending, falling
Hollow souls, shadows call on
Incomplete, darkness marches
Glutton feeds, silent, charges
Mirror shards, dissect in shame
Symbols pour, acid rain
No rebound, from this hold
Tears drown on sins untold
Hollow souls, shadows call on
Incomplete, darkness marches
Glutton feeds, silent, charges
Mirror shards, dissect in shame
Symbols pour, acid rain
No rebound, from this hold
Tears drown on sins untold
#monsters
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One's Encounter With A Succubus
Both Kevin and Delilah stripped.
She allowed him to probe her hard.
She ate him with fangs.
She allowed him to probe her hard.
She ate him with fangs.
#dark
#death
#fiction
#monsters
#sex
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Killin' Time
Feed my lust behind the mask
Any questions, dare you ask?
My wicked games, evil heart
I feel no shame, ripped apart
The walls can't hear, the light is dead
Face your fear, tonight dons red
Fan my shrine, I bid farewell
It's killin' time... Here in HELL!
Any questions, dare you ask?
My wicked games, evil heart
I feel no shame, ripped apart
The walls can't hear, the light is dead
Face your fear, tonight dons red
Fan my shrine, I bid farewell
It's killin' time... Here in HELL!
#ghosts
#monsters
#vampires
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8 Comments
It Won't Die
It won't leave me alone this night
It haunts the corners of the days
This terror and thing of fright
Why won't it just go away
Scratching along at my floors
Please don't let it in
It's whispering at the door
Words blacker than mortal sin
I can smell the fetid rot
This thing that should not be
It stalks my halls and thoughts
Braying with twisted insanity
The dead won't be still and lie
Things that just bite and scratch
God it's...
It haunts the corners of the days
This terror and thing of fright
Why won't it just go away
Scratching along at my floors
Please don't let it in
It's whispering at the door
Words blacker than mortal sin
I can smell the fetid rot
This thing that should not be
It stalks my halls and thoughts
Braying with twisted insanity
The dead won't be still and lie
Things that just bite and scratch
God it's...
#dark
#death
#fear
#horror
#monsters
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4 Comments
Machines of the Lost
#beauty
#ForbiddenLove
#monsters #obsession
#monsters #obsession
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Lost Souls
Far and wide the night he pries
Sins shy from serpent eyes
Dreams repeat, all alone
Incomplete and unbeknown
Time stands still on hallow ground
Lost until a soul is found
Sins shy from serpent eyes
Dreams repeat, all alone
Incomplete and unbeknown
Time stands still on hallow ground
Lost until a soul is found
#ghosts
#monsters
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12 Comments
Death Race
and they’ll say
haven’t you had enough?
(death and destruction)
(death and destruction)
to which I’d reply
not till they all reach the sky
so sit down
as we go for a hell of a ride
when I was alive
I tried to be the nice guy
was picked on
until I slicked my hair back
started wearing a leather coat
bought a ride the girls drooled over
was challenged to a drag race
couldn’t look week
so I said let’s ride
was head to head
until I went off a cliff and died
the...
haven’t you had enough?
(death and destruction)
(death and destruction)
to which I’d reply
not till they all reach the sky
so sit down
as we go for a hell of a ride
when I was alive
I tried to be the nice guy
was picked on
until I slicked my hair back
started wearing a leather coat
bought a ride the girls drooled over
was challenged to a drag race
couldn’t look week
so I said let’s ride
was head to head
until I went off a cliff and died
the...
#cars
#fiction
#Halloween #monsters
#Halloween #monsters
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The Abominate
He stalks along the fringes of the Sub-conscious
Walking in comfort along the Bed of Coals
that is your Soul
Waiting for your eyes to close....
To depose you of your Sovereignty
Hate-seeking in the darkness
Looking to harness the despicable you
Ride your E-motions like a Pale White Horse
Stray you off course...cavity-strip you of common remorse
Dump you in Limbo's Lost and Found
While He drags your Avatar along that long Green Mile
Leave you used up with a broken smile
As a new addition to His...
Walking in comfort along the Bed of Coals
that is your Soul
Waiting for your eyes to close....
To depose you of your Sovereignty
Hate-seeking in the darkness
Looking to harness the despicable you
Ride your E-motions like a Pale White Horse
Stray you off course...cavity-strip you of common remorse
Dump you in Limbo's Lost and Found
While He drags your Avatar along that long Green Mile
Leave you used up with a broken smile
As a new addition to His...
#dark
#monsters
#spiritual
#humankind
#ghosts
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Creature
My body overcome and mind awash with emotion i think of myth.
Creature, do not run from me but embrace the similar strangeness of me as I shall do to you, sing to me a story of heartbreak and tragedy, tell me your mind, you’re wrongness, your innermost desires and sorrows and in doing that let me know you truly
Creature, do not run from me but embrace the similar strangeness of me as I shall do to you, sing to me a story of heartbreak and tragedy, tell me your mind, you’re wrongness, your innermost desires and sorrows and in doing that let me know you truly
#identity
#monsters
#PersonalGrowth
#wisdom
#WritingPoetry
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Danse Putréfaction
Lo! 'Tis a night of foul decay
Where rot clings thick to bone
The air is rank with death's array
And flesh, long dead, has grown
The stage is set, but not for life
A show for cursed eyes
Where things that once were pure of strife
Now crawl beneath the skies
The curtain lifts, yet nothing breathes
No pulse, no living form
Just hollow husks with tangled wreathes
Of sinew, stiff and torn
Their skin, like wax, begins to sag
Their mouths gape open wide
But what commands them is no drag
It is the death inside
...
Where rot clings thick to bone
The air is rank with death's array
And flesh, long dead, has grown
The stage is set, but not for life
A show for cursed eyes
Where things that once were pure of strife
Now crawl beneath the skies
The curtain lifts, yet nothing breathes
No pulse, no living form
Just hollow husks with tangled wreathes
Of sinew, stiff and torn
Their skin, like wax, begins to sag
Their mouths gape open wide
But what commands them is no drag
It is the death inside
...
#dark
#death
#EdgarAllanPoe
#monsters
#shadows
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A Strange Concept
Some monsters have always said
There are parents under my bed
One of their names is Dan
The other goes by Jan
There are parents under my bed
They won’t eat me as long as their fed
There are parents under my bed
Their complexions are lumpy & red
There are parents under my bed
My dreams are filled with dread
There are parents under my bed
I’d like to shoot them with lead
There are parents under my bed
Must act now before I wind up dead
There are parents under my bed
They say this illusion is in my head
There are...
There are parents under my bed
One of their names is Dan
The other goes by Jan
There are parents under my bed
They won’t eat me as long as their fed
There are parents under my bed
Their complexions are lumpy & red
There are parents under my bed
My dreams are filled with dread
There are parents under my bed
I’d like to shoot them with lead
There are parents under my bed
Must act now before I wind up dead
There are parents under my bed
They say this illusion is in my head
There are...
#children
#fiction
#MentalHealth
#monsters
#rhyming
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Kill It, Kill It Now
Once upon a midnight dreary, I sat frozen, weak and weary
Fingers clenched in silent terror at the scratching on the floor
Through the night the sound was creeping, as if something foul was seeping
From a world where death lay sleeping—sleeping just outside my door
"Is it madness?" I did whisper, "Is it something to ignore?"
Still, it scratched—and nothing more
Cold the air grew, thick with rancor, filling me with some great anchor
That weighed my soul in dread and panic, shaking me to my core
Could it be a thing of...
Fingers clenched in silent terror at the scratching on the floor
Through the night the sound was creeping, as if something foul was seeping
From a world where death lay sleeping—sleeping just outside my door
"Is it madness?" I did whisper, "Is it something to ignore?"
Still, it scratched—and nothing more
Cold the air grew, thick with rancor, filling me with some great anchor
That weighed my soul in dread and panic, shaking me to my core
Could it be a thing of...
#dark
#death
#EdgarAllanPoe
#monsters
#scary
146 reads
4 Comments
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