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.
Silent, A Tense Encounter (1)
Two Years Ago, Gavin
It was awful. I kept trying to leave, but each time I walked to the empty window space, Jace or Steve got me in a friendly headlock and sat me down again while the hoodie cackled in the corner, muttering before laughing out loud. I couldn't believe I'd tried to help Jace the previous night when he'd done his stupid walk along the sea railing. I should have let him fall into the water.
Meanwhile, Philippa and Aidan were bickering in another corner of the building. Aidan rolling around on the ground and crying like a little kid. Throwing up everywhere...
It was awful. I kept trying to leave, but each time I walked to the empty window space, Jace or Steve got me in a friendly headlock and sat me down again while the hoodie cackled in the corner, muttering before laughing out loud. I couldn't believe I'd tried to help Jace the previous night when he'd done his stupid walk along the sea railing. I should have let him fall into the water.
Meanwhile, Philippa and Aidan were bickering in another corner of the building. Aidan rolling around on the ground and crying like a little kid. Throwing up everywhere...
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
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I'll Do More Than Tell You. I'll Show You.
Tricia was
found on the bed with some
money covering her nude body
by Stephen who wanted to know how she got the
cash which made Tricia move some of the
bills out of the way to
show him how.
found on the bed with some
money covering her nude body
by Stephen who wanted to know how she got the
cash which made Tricia move some of the
bills out of the way to
show him how.
#friendship
#home
#fiction
#mystery
#sensual
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If You Wish To See Her Again, Give Us What We Want!
Pamela was in
the middle of enjoying
her massage before
two thugs kidnapped and held her
for ransom from her parents.
the middle of enjoying
her massage before
two thugs kidnapped and held her
for ransom from her parents.
#parent
#bullying
#fiction
#tanka
#mystery
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Silent, A Disclosure (2)
Two Years Ago, Gavin
I skipped dinner, unable to face Dawn after last night. I managed to persuade Veronica to sell me a sandwich and some crisps from the light refreshment counter, and I ate the snacks alone in my room. I thought a bit more about the Lucy girl. It all seemed mad and over the top, although plausible to a point…the whole thing of the former Mayor chasing after her…not exactly normal. I slipped on some clothes that were less scruffy than the ones I'd been wearing. I had a shave. Prepped back my hair with gel. Nice one. Yes! I brushed my teeth. Imagined kissing...
I skipped dinner, unable to face Dawn after last night. I managed to persuade Veronica to sell me a sandwich and some crisps from the light refreshment counter, and I ate the snacks alone in my room. I thought a bit more about the Lucy girl. It all seemed mad and over the top, although plausible to a point…the whole thing of the former Mayor chasing after her…not exactly normal. I slipped on some clothes that were less scruffy than the ones I'd been wearing. I had a shave. Prepped back my hair with gel. Nice one. Yes! I brushed my teeth. Imagined kissing...
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
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Silent, A Disclosure
Two Years Ago, Gavin
Someone was knocking on my door again. Philippa, this time.
'We need to talk,' I said. 'Who are you really? You aren't from Tunbridge Wells, are you?'
A smile played around the corner of her lips. 'How did you find out?'
'It doesn't matter. Just tell me. I can't deal with anymore of this.'
***
'I'm from Exeter in Devon,' she began, after pulling up a chair and sitting opposite me. 'Don't let the accent trick you. Years of practice and private schooling. I'm seventeen, not eighteen like I...
Someone was knocking on my door again. Philippa, this time.
'We need to talk,' I said. 'Who are you really? You aren't from Tunbridge Wells, are you?'
A smile played around the corner of her lips. 'How did you find out?'
'It doesn't matter. Just tell me. I can't deal with anymore of this.'
***
'I'm from Exeter in Devon,' she began, after pulling up a chair and sitting opposite me. 'Don't let the accent trick you. Years of practice and private schooling. I'm seventeen, not eighteen like I...
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
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To See That He Had Disappeared
On Saturday morning, Ruth
woke up hungover and
started calling for
her
date
Steve
only to see that
he had disappeared with
everything else in the house.
woke up hungover and
started calling for
her
date
Steve
only to see that
he had disappeared with
everything else in the house.
#home
#alcohol
#fiction
#mystery
#sensual
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I No longer Want Answers
In the tapestry of kinship, a distant connection found,
A cousin emerged, in mysteries profound.
A grown woman with eyes that hold the unseen,
Linked by roots, two generations between.
Whispers of a chosen one, a mystic decree,
A believer in spirits, in bushes wild and free.
Understanding faith, prophesying the unknown,
Speaking in tongues, a language her own.
Leadership in the shadows, wisdom untold,
A power she bears, yet chooses to withhold.
Believing in miracles, though she never tries,
A touch that brought illness, where...
A cousin emerged, in mysteries profound.
A grown woman with eyes that hold the unseen,
Linked by roots, two generations between.
Whispers of a chosen one, a mystic decree,
A believer in spirits, in bushes wild and free.
Understanding faith, prophesying the unknown,
Speaking in tongues, a language her own.
Leadership in the shadows, wisdom untold,
A power she bears, yet chooses to withhold.
Believing in miracles, though she never tries,
A touch that brought illness, where...
#spiritual
#confessional
#mystery #magic
#mystery #magic
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Silent, A Nasty Prank
Two Years Ago, Lucy
She sprinted back to the bungalow to collect the remainder of her clothes. When she went in, she heard Veronica on the phone in one of the bedrooms, music playing in the background. The other girl Michelle was drinking wine in the kitchen with a boy. They stopped talking when they saw her. Stared at her, looking her up and down.
She ignored them and hurried to the bathroom to freshen up and dry off, burying her face and hair in a towel. How stupid of her to trust that lad, Gavin. She should have known he wouldn't believe her. He was just like the...
She sprinted back to the bungalow to collect the remainder of her clothes. When she went in, she heard Veronica on the phone in one of the bedrooms, music playing in the background. The other girl Michelle was drinking wine in the kitchen with a boy. They stopped talking when they saw her. Stared at her, looking her up and down.
She ignored them and hurried to the bathroom to freshen up and dry off, burying her face and hair in a towel. How stupid of her to trust that lad, Gavin. She should have known he wouldn't believe her. He was just like the...
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
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Mourning Thoughts
I have arrived.
In the spaces between everything.
Suspended in both the sweet bliss and stark horror
the nothingness can bring.
I've searched and scoured the astral plane
for pieces of you.
But your energy remains like a strange galactic dew.
Or do your soul's remnants exist solely
in the confines of my mind?
Is the universe really that unkind?
Don't answer.
There is never definitive proof that there is more.
I'm tangled in the eternal dissection of the mysteries
that hound my core.
In the spaces between everything.
Suspended in both the sweet bliss and stark horror
the nothingness can bring.
I've searched and scoured the astral plane
for pieces of you.
But your energy remains like a strange galactic dew.
Or do your soul's remnants exist solely
in the confines of my mind?
Is the universe really that unkind?
Don't answer.
There is never definitive proof that there is more.
I'm tangled in the eternal dissection of the mysteries
that hound my core.
#death
#heaven
#hell #mystery
#hell #mystery
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Identity
Distinctive theft.
Lying awaits.
Wandering minds.
In acceptance.
Secret victim.
Subsequential.
Shadows forbode.
Bearing omens.
Stealth assassin.
Breathing stolen.
Inquisition.
While wondering.
Noises within.
Deafening sound.
Drowning vocals.
Auditory.
Quelling questions.
Quiet quizzing.
Customs cueing.
Why captivates.
Insanity.
Dialect dirge.
Aural amass.
Archives arrive.
Wicked amaze.
Fascination.
Archer...
Lying awaits.
Wandering minds.
In acceptance.
Secret victim.
Subsequential.
Shadows forbode.
Bearing omens.
Stealth assassin.
Breathing stolen.
Inquisition.
While wondering.
Noises within.
Deafening sound.
Drowning vocals.
Auditory.
Quelling questions.
Quiet quizzing.
Customs cueing.
Why captivates.
Insanity.
Dialect dirge.
Aural amass.
Archives arrive.
Wicked amaze.
Fascination.
Archer...
#spiritual
#humankind
#mystery
#metaphor
#morality
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Silent, A Revelation
Two Years Ago, Gavin
The storm had stopped, but not the downpour. Back at the House, I went up to my room and got out of my wet stuff. I took another shower and put on a fresh t-shirt and trousers. Afterwards, I checked the times of trains from Preston on my phone. I'd had enough of Steve. He'd taken an immediate dislike to me, and now I wanted to go home.
'Gavin?'
A voice, definitely female.
***
'How do you know my name and room number?' I said when I opened the door.
'I looked you up in the Register,' the girl said. 'The...
The storm had stopped, but not the downpour. Back at the House, I went up to my room and got out of my wet stuff. I took another shower and put on a fresh t-shirt and trousers. Afterwards, I checked the times of trains from Preston on my phone. I'd had enough of Steve. He'd taken an immediate dislike to me, and now I wanted to go home.
'Gavin?'
A voice, definitely female.
***
'How do you know my name and room number?' I said when I opened the door.
'I looked you up in the Register,' the girl said. 'The...
#mystery
#obsession
#risk
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A Mystery Exposed Silently
The things she keeps secret
Are more telling than her reveals
For in every silent moment
Bleed the spills that she conceals
Deep auburn stains betray her passions scent
Drifting through the night air while she qietly slept
Holding tight to her pale bedroom glow
That smolders 'neath her evaporating flow
She feels in dark shadows she cannot show to me
So long their tentacles will never set her free
Cast from her distant rising red sun
Encasing a bright future in a lonely dunn
I wonder if she will expose to my starved...
Are more telling than her reveals
For in every silent moment
Bleed the spills that she conceals
Deep auburn stains betray her passions scent
Drifting through the night air while she qietly slept
Holding tight to her pale bedroom glow
That smolders 'neath her evaporating flow
She feels in dark shadows she cannot show to me
So long their tentacles will never set her free
Cast from her distant rising red sun
Encasing a bright future in a lonely dunn
I wonder if she will expose to my starved...
#secrets
#lies
#mystery
#manipulation
#deception
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