Mystery Poems
#mystery
Mystery poems, strange tales and mysterious poems about things which are impossible to explain. Mystery poems includes poetry with elements of suspense, enigma, paradox and unusual goings on.
wallyroo92
Poem Published
Today 5:12pm
Today 5:12pm
Private Dick
I looked at my watch, it was nearly eight o’clock. It had been a slow night so I decided to close up shop when she walked in through the door like a cool night breeze.
She was a buxom brunette with a silhouette like magic and dreams. She wore a red and black dress that hugged her curves. This dame looked more dangerous than all the perps I had ever tailed.
She had an hour glass figure with hips like a stand-up jazz bass, ready to be pressed against you, to be plucked and played. She had red luscious lips so full and pouty she looked like she was constantly...
She was a buxom brunette with a silhouette like magic and dreams. She wore a red and black dress that hugged her curves. This dame looked more dangerous than all the perps I had ever tailed.
She had an hour glass figure with hips like a stand-up jazz bass, ready to be pressed against you, to be plucked and played. She had red luscious lips so full and pouty she looked like she was constantly...
#murder
#mystery
7 reads
1 Comment
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
8th Sep 2019 4:49am
8th Sep 2019 4:49am
Is you is or is you ain't my baby daddy
A big rock in the road
Turned trident on a new stove
We shake and shout to a morning hang
Busy interchange to old hollow range,
Kook in the sand
Some bucket in the hand
Thine must forget the rising sun
Jive moon aways won,
Thee jiggle furthermore backup red
Us swell unique internal machine head
Every solicitude regarding cognizance never scoff
When liquid moreover honey pops,
Per article of time does set
Chess pieces unkept
Others rock that party line
Each indivisible espousal...
Turned trident on a new stove
We shake and shout to a morning hang
Busy interchange to old hollow range,
Kook in the sand
Some bucket in the hand
Thine must forget the rising sun
Jive moon aways won,
Thee jiggle furthermore backup red
Us swell unique internal machine head
Every solicitude regarding cognizance never scoff
When liquid moreover honey pops,
Per article of time does set
Chess pieces unkept
Others rock that party line
Each indivisible espousal...
#gothic
#mystery
#quatrain
53 reads
9 Comments
Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
31st Aug 2019 11:02pm
31st Aug 2019 11:02pm
Product Without A Head
There once was a box,
That was lost from Fort Knox,
A box of brown cardboard,
They got from an asylum ward.
It came from a man,
Who claimed that his Nan,
Years ago, had stolen it,
And had given it to him, to hide it.
He was to await the arrival of a visitor,
Some sort of monster,
That had already purchased the box,
And was ready to collect said box.
He assumed by "monster", she ment criminal,
Not really some kind of unearthly animal.
A curious object it was,
But when they asked to see it, he made quite a...
That was lost from Fort Knox,
A box of brown cardboard,
They got from an asylum ward.
It came from a man,
Who claimed that his Nan,
Years ago, had stolen it,
And had given it to him, to hide it.
He was to await the arrival of a visitor,
Some sort of monster,
That had already purchased the box,
And was ready to collect said box.
He assumed by "monster", she ment criminal,
Not really some kind of unearthly animal.
A curious object it was,
But when they asked to see it, he made quite a...
#death
#scary
#aliens
#mystery
#scifi
21 reads
1 Comment
Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
29th Aug 2019 5:09am
29th Aug 2019 5:09am
Gytrash
Caught in a night city dream,
Down a seedy alleyway,
Caught between dimensions on a moonbeam,
Dreaming away....
Drawn to a life without stife,
In a world made of steel,
Dancing for your life,
Not sure anymore what's really real....
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming,
Dancing, dancing, dancing...
Alone, but never lonely,
The party-goers never say a word to you, But they keep you company,
As they come and go around you....
Caught between the past and present,
During the liveliest time, the dead of night, ...
Down a seedy alleyway,
Caught between dimensions on a moonbeam,
Dreaming away....
Drawn to a life without stife,
In a world made of steel,
Dancing for your life,
Not sure anymore what's really real....
Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming,
Dancing, dancing, dancing...
Alone, but never lonely,
The party-goers never say a word to you, But they keep you company,
As they come and go around you....
Caught between the past and present,
During the liveliest time, the dead of night, ...
#city
#music
#mystery
#magic
#dance
38 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
27th Aug 2019 7:11pm
27th Aug 2019 7:11pm
Knocking Blocks
I'm up past one o'clock
I've gotta knock a few blocks
Our most recent argument still has me shocked
Hell we've been mad before, but we've never wanted to stop
We've never asked for distance, or begged for our own space
We have always liked waking up, breathing in each other's face
Our morning breakfast was giving each other a taste
Calling in sick, the whole day has been wasted
But if you have any bad news to tell me, please don't tell me
Not right now girl, right now I can't see
There were calls and texts all through out...
I've gotta knock a few blocks
Our most recent argument still has me shocked
Hell we've been mad before, but we've never wanted to stop
We've never asked for distance, or begged for our own space
We have always liked waking up, breathing in each other's face
Our morning breakfast was giving each other a taste
Calling in sick, the whole day has been wasted
But if you have any bad news to tell me, please don't tell me
Not right now girl, right now I can't see
There were calls and texts all through out...
#love
#lover
#mystery
82 reads
5 Comments
Moonfire-Lark
Poem Published
13th Aug 2019 00:59am
13th Aug 2019 00:59am
07.21.19
The evening's at the corner
Of another stranger's eye
The market and the local fair
Awaits to serve a sigh
The backbone of convention
Is strung along the English road
To find their pot of gold
They bridged the sarcasm
To the truth of the day
And though their minds have soured
It's sweet either way
Another step of freedom
Is all we'll ever seek
Along with perfection
Hidden amongst the weak
Possibilities are burning
And the smoke is rising strong
And still the frozen heart yearns
For what it...
Of another stranger's eye
The market and the local fair
Awaits to serve a sigh
The backbone of convention
Is strung along the English road
To find their pot of gold
They bridged the sarcasm
To the truth of the day
And though their minds have soured
It's sweet either way
Another step of freedom
Is all we'll ever seek
Along with perfection
Hidden amongst the weak
Possibilities are burning
And the smoke is rising strong
And still the frozen heart yearns
For what it...
#mystery
22 reads
0 Comments
Pilan_8
Mical
Mical
Poem Published
7th Aug 2019 1:13pm
7th Aug 2019 1:13pm
[creative spaces]
creative spaces
sacred ethereal flow
materializes
untarnished by the lesser
best moments of my life here
sacred ethereal flow
materializes
untarnished by the lesser
best moments of my life here
#spiritual
#tanka
#mystery
53 reads
2 Comments
Clearthoughts
Poem Published
6th Aug 2019 8:39pm
6th Aug 2019 8:39pm
Pheromones
#lust
#sex
#mystery
277 reads
10 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
6th Aug 2019 2:34am
6th Aug 2019 2:34am
Signal
Waiting for the signal
To emerge from my darkness
The search goes on
Turning every corner
Studying crushed leaves
Pathway awaits
Stuck on main street
Stepped on gum
To emerge from my darkness
The search goes on
Turning every corner
Studying crushed leaves
Pathway awaits
Stuck on main street
Stepped on gum
#mystery
50 reads
13 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
4th Aug 2019 11:34pm
4th Aug 2019 11:34pm
Third Eye Blind
Can you imagine that we are already dead, long since rotted away
But with our minds trapped in this matrix, we continue to work everyday
We continue to eat, to love, to starve, to hate, to fight and play
The machine has conditioned us so that our chains never fell away
But see yourself through your minds eye
Time has looped and caught up with time
We are no more than residual energy on a barren planet
The third eye sees what we refuse and it really can't stand it
So it calcifies itself shielding itself from our ignorance
It knows that...
But with our minds trapped in this matrix, we continue to work everyday
We continue to eat, to love, to starve, to hate, to fight and play
The machine has conditioned us so that our chains never fell away
But see yourself through your minds eye
Time has looped and caught up with time
We are no more than residual energy on a barren planet
The third eye sees what we refuse and it really can't stand it
So it calcifies itself shielding itself from our ignorance
It knows that...
#love
#spiritual
#mystery #philosophical
#mystery #philosophical
127 reads
12 Comments
Ely
E.A.Rothwell
E.A.Rothwell
Poem Published
2nd Aug 2019 8:47pm
2nd Aug 2019 8:47pm
Senryu #37 Lost & found
If you wish to find
...something
...stop looking...
...something
...stop looking...
#mystery
#philosophical
47 reads
8 Comments
DevilsDementor
Poem Published
30th Jul 2019 4:05am
30th Jul 2019 4:05am
Installing Twenty-Three Silhouettes
#confusion
#mystery
#art
#nightmares
#SelfWorth
51 reads
0 Comments
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