Poems About Monsters by Top Critiquers
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Poems about monsters by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
KristinaX
Poem Published
24th Oct 2022 9:00pm
24th Oct 2022 9:00pm
Circus of Freaks
In the black heart of the dense forest
The lemon moon pours,
In the midst of the midnight mass -
Evil, insatiable, sick ...
Sticky and viscous entwined like a viper
Host of pale as chalk.
Branches of thorns are pierced by hooks
In the flesh of mutilated bodies.
Lust furious wild groans
Orgaistic tangles.
Lilies from the flesh opening the buds,
Spiders climb from the bosom.
Dead-eyed, this scary* clown,
Hollow, without legs, without a face
Dark master on a hornbeam throne
Full of a dead man...
...
The lemon moon pours,
In the midst of the midnight mass -
Evil, insatiable, sick ...
Sticky and viscous entwined like a viper
Host of pale as chalk.
Branches of thorns are pierced by hooks
In the flesh of mutilated bodies.
Lust furious wild groans
Orgaistic tangles.
Lilies from the flesh opening the buds,
Spiders climb from the bosom.
Dead-eyed, this scary* clown,
Hollow, without legs, without a face
Dark master on a hornbeam throne
Full of a dead man...
...
#dark
#gothic
#evil
#Halloween
#monsters
722 reads
51 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
31st Oct 2019 3:52am
31st Oct 2019 3:52am
Halloween
I
Black cat posing
on a fence post.
Weird sounds in
the dark.
Karloff's playing
in the lab.
Lugosi's lying on
a slab..
lock the doors.
II
Pumpkins
sitting on the
front porch
harvesting
joy and
imagination
in their drupe
expressions as
they whisper..
Ichabod..
Ichabod where
are you?
III
The most
beautiful night
is when our
true natures
are revealed
by the mask ...
Black cat posing
on a fence post.
Weird sounds in
the dark.
Karloff's playing
in the lab.
Lugosi's lying on
a slab..
lock the doors.
II
Pumpkins
sitting on the
front porch
harvesting
joy and
imagination
in their drupe
expressions as
they whisper..
Ichabod..
Ichabod where
are you?
III
The most
beautiful night
is when our
true natures
are revealed
by the mask ...
#monsters
470 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
29th May 2023 10:34am
29th May 2023 10:34am
Breech Presentation
sometimes I think I came into the world
of a reverse birth in the middle of the desert
and they never gave me the slap to breathe...
I think my panic disorder
may be directly linked
to my unusual way of leaving the womb.
to my unorthodox way of entering the world.
my memory of that moment is very poor
no smell, no taste...
and a diffused light at the end of the tunnel.
I believe that my poetry was born,
just like me, from this birth panic
from that dry and hard moment of
turning liquid into solid and breathing....
of a reverse birth in the middle of the desert
and they never gave me the slap to breathe...
I think my panic disorder
may be directly linked
to my unusual way of leaving the womb.
to my unorthodox way of entering the world.
my memory of that moment is very poor
no smell, no taste...
and a diffused light at the end of the tunnel.
I believe that my poetry was born,
just like me, from this birth panic
from that dry and hard moment of
turning liquid into solid and breathing....
#mother
#mirror
#monsters
#myself
#mystery
111 reads
2 Comments
Zazzles
Broomie
Broomie
Poem Published
27th Oct 2020 6:17pm
27th Oct 2020 6:17pm
Disciples of Mischief
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I was alone In my room
or so I thought
from with under my bed
came an unearthly knock
stench and filth hovered
it started to loom
stifling the air
from inside of my room
then a loud crash exploded ...
I was alone In my room
or so I thought
from with under my bed
came an unearthly knock
stench and filth hovered
it started to loom
stifling the air
from inside of my room
then a loud crash exploded ...
#monsters
438 reads
10 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
31st Oct 2021 1:02am
31st Oct 2021 1:02am
Even Demons Have Sense Of Humor
ripped through the silence
wild laughter of my demons
putrid snarling smiles.
wild laughter of my demons
putrid snarling smiles.
#monsters
#senryu
#NoPoo
479 reads
1 Comment
Rew
Poem Published
17th Jan 2024 5:50pm
17th Jan 2024 5:50pm
The Minotaur
The Queen of Crete's bull-headed lad
thought the rumour a load of bull,
'bout a wild bull... being his dad?
the Queen of Crete's bull-headed lad,
saw red, stomped and snorted, got mad,
felt the labyrinth's peaceful pull,
the Queen of Crete's bull-headed lad
once thought rumours a load of bull...
thought the rumour a load of bull,
'bout a wild bull... being his dad?
the Queen of Crete's bull-headed lad,
saw red, stomped and snorted, got mad,
felt the labyrinth's peaceful pull,
the Queen of Crete's bull-headed lad
once thought rumours a load of bull...
#monsters
#mythology
#triolet
39 reads
0 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
10th May 2021 3:56pm
10th May 2021 3:56pm
American gods (+) Stygian Wave Forms
American gods
Aspiring gods.
The outer limits.
A famed forest.
Light (+) Shadows.
Stygian wave form.
A ritual written.
Channeled (+) Transmitted.
The forbidden.
Haze smoke/3am air.
Four alien eyes.
The path is there.
A dark thought.
Ocular surface -
And into the mind.
The daring of youth -
(+) the quest for truth.
Breaking away and breaking free -
Of this plastic superficial society.
Aspiring gods.
The outer limits.
A famed forest.
Light (+) Shadows.
Stygian wave form.
A ritual written.
Channeled (+) Transmitted.
The forbidden.
Haze smoke/3am air.
Four alien eyes.
The path is there.
A dark thought.
Ocular surface -
And into the mind.
The daring of youth -
(+) the quest for truth.
Breaking away and breaking free -
Of this plastic superficial society.
#monsters
#dragons
457 reads
8 Comments
runningturtle87
Poem Published
22nd Oct 2021 10:40am
22nd Oct 2021 10:40am
Amphibian Wet Dreams
Amphibian Wet Dreams
A bounce
Of crickets
On the march,
Pools
Of dew
A thirst to parch,
And dreams
Hallucinating
As they whirl,
These are things
Toads think
About,
And wonder too
In human
Drought.
A bounce
Of crickets
On the march,
Pools
Of dew
A thirst to parch,
And dreams
Hallucinating
As they whirl,
These are things
Toads think
About,
And wonder too
In human
Drought.
#monsters
272 reads
2 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
14th Dec 2021 3:17pm
14th Dec 2021 3:17pm
Is it fair?
Have you died today, my fellow?
Transcending up to peace and love?
Bathing in comfort and lights mellow?
Does it seem pure harmony above?
Yes. It is our promise.
That death soothes our human pains.
Like a fairytale upon us...
No imperfection, angelic domains...
This is reality we can't depict.
In our brute lives of die hard.
But does it... doesn't it contradict
itself, the fact of the backyard?
The backyard of dimensions.
For our peaceful books hide a bit
of information, best unmentioned,
in order not...
Transcending up to peace and love?
Bathing in comfort and lights mellow?
Does it seem pure harmony above?
Yes. It is our promise.
That death soothes our human pains.
Like a fairytale upon us...
No imperfection, angelic domains...
This is reality we can't depict.
In our brute lives of die hard.
But does it... doesn't it contradict
itself, the fact of the backyard?
The backyard of dimensions.
For our peaceful books hide a bit
of information, best unmentioned,
in order not...
#evil
#God
#scary
#monsters
#fear
544 reads
12 Comments
Lord_Stabdagger
Poem Published
6th May 2020 6:52pm
6th May 2020 6:52pm
Gothic.
By day the castle sleeps,
By night the spectre creeps,
The werewolf prowls the streets,
While the lonely banshee weeps.
The graveyard mist will crawl,
While the werewolf’s jaws will maul,
The vampire climbs the wall,
While both good and evil brawl.
The vampire’s victim screams,
While his eyes with pleasure beams,
Is nothing quite as it seems,
When the devil haunts your dreams?
The zombies from their tombs emerge,
While terror down your spine will serge,
Innocence with lust will merge,
While tempted by...
By night the spectre creeps,
The werewolf prowls the streets,
While the lonely banshee weeps.
The graveyard mist will crawl,
While the werewolf’s jaws will maul,
The vampire climbs the wall,
While both good and evil brawl.
The vampire’s victim screams,
While his eyes with pleasure beams,
Is nothing quite as it seems,
When the devil haunts your dreams?
The zombies from their tombs emerge,
While terror down your spine will serge,
Innocence with lust will merge,
While tempted by...
#monsters
#nightmares
783 reads
9 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
9th Aug 2020 11:31pm
9th Aug 2020 11:31pm
GALAXIES FAR AWAY
What is it about darkness that draws us so deeply within the depth of the atmosphere, as it grabs at the very core of your subconsciousness creating subliminal messages. Rushing through the stairway and gateways of our mind, yet creating illusions that seem to reach back at you as you reach out to touch. For what is it about darkness that scares you the most, gripping and pulling at the very core of your spiritual connection to your soul. Slowly altering the depth of your thoughts taking you upon a journey through, the endless galaxy of no space where time doesn't even exist just outer layer...
#monsters
#dragons
#fairies
#evolution
#aliens
469 reads
5 Comments
Poetryman
Poem Published
26th Jan 2018 10:17pm
26th Jan 2018 10:17pm
Vampire
Dark Shadows swirl beneath my wings
Engulfing my heart in eternal misery
My disease makes me thirst unquenchably
For the warmth of hot blood only love can bring
As I infect all that I touch with my infernal curse
While the internal conflict cannot be quelled
Without damning another to the same cursed fate
In infinite imprisonment of self-exiling seclusion
Concealing my undead life in an unmarked tomb
Forever bound by the shackles of loneliness
Within Pandora's box sealed with imaginary locks
Hiding in a wooden casket safely tucked away ...
Engulfing my heart in eternal misery
My disease makes me thirst unquenchably
For the warmth of hot blood only love can bring
As I infect all that I touch with my infernal curse
While the internal conflict cannot be quelled
Without damning another to the same cursed fate
In infinite imprisonment of self-exiling seclusion
Concealing my undead life in an unmarked tomb
Forever bound by the shackles of loneliness
Within Pandora's box sealed with imaginary locks
Hiding in a wooden casket safely tucked away ...
#depression
#dark
#evil
#monsters
#despair
648 reads
11 Comments
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