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.
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Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
28th Sep 2020 00:11am
28th Sep 2020 00:11am
whodunnit
the elderly professor's body
was discovered in the university
grounds for suspicion that the
solution appears academic ..
was discovered in the university
grounds for suspicion that the
solution appears academic ..
#mystery
26 reads
6 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2020 9:20pm
23rd Sep 2020 9:20pm
The Stranger At The Train Station
The woman with silver hair wore a cream cardigan and sunglasses.
Pushing a small suitcase along the ground, she approached the ticket office.
Dawn thought there was something familiar about the woman, but she couldn’t identify what.
The voice.
West Country.
The accent reminded her of wild flowers and of an afternoon in a garden many years ago.
An untidy garden in Devon with autumn leaves and a pond and clumps of damp earth.
Pushing a small suitcase along the ground, she approached the ticket office.
Dawn thought there was something familiar about the woman, but she couldn’t identify what.
The voice.
West Country.
The accent reminded her of wild flowers and of an afternoon in a garden many years ago.
An untidy garden in Devon with autumn leaves and a pond and clumps of damp earth.
#memories
#mystery
40 reads
8 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2020 8:23pm
22nd Sep 2020 8:23pm
First Farewell
Mommy is resting
where? I don't see her in bed
in heaven, with God
okay, when will she be back?
6 year old robbed of goodbye
where? I don't see her in bed
in heaven, with God
okay, when will she be back?
6 year old robbed of goodbye
#depression
#mother
#death
#mystery
#fear
40 reads
12 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
21st Sep 2020 7:47am
21st Sep 2020 7:47am
drugs
Drugs
I never showed my dogs any tricks that appear to please
people I grew from a puppy to an adult, mind I sometimes
patted her and she had the habit of using my feet as a pillow
when I was watching TV. when she got older, she got a bit
grumpy when I moved my feet.
Today I watched how they killed Pablo Escobar, a drug trader
a murderous gangster, all his costumers, live in the USA.
As usual in this cases, someone else took over and it will
continue and this how capitalism work.
there is a hallowed family selling opium in large...
I never showed my dogs any tricks that appear to please
people I grew from a puppy to an adult, mind I sometimes
patted her and she had the habit of using my feet as a pillow
when I was watching TV. when she got older, she got a bit
grumpy when I moved my feet.
Today I watched how they killed Pablo Escobar, a drug trader
a murderous gangster, all his costumers, live in the USA.
As usual in this cases, someone else took over and it will
continue and this how capitalism work.
there is a hallowed family selling opium in large...
#inspirational
#narrative
#confessional #mystery
#confessional #mystery
51 reads
0 Comments
PurpuraBuho
Poem Published
15th Sep 2020 7:32am
15th Sep 2020 7:32am
Puzzled
Wrap my heart in tissue paper
Place it in a puzzle box
Give it to someone as a gift
And when someone with careful
Timely hands can open it
Then you will know
Place it in a puzzle box
Give it to someone as a gift
And when someone with careful
Timely hands can open it
Then you will know
#mystery
47 reads
4 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 8:41pm
13th Sep 2020 8:41pm
Metatron
Sphere, fill the emptiness,
emptiness, defined by sphere
inside's being outside, hence
you measure it through surfaces
Vesica Piscis! So symmetrical
Incision's straight line, circle is above
so the force mine rather thrynical
is launching on it's path, now GO!
the endless twists
they end in an equator
creation's models in a bliss
are actuated in a generator.
the innermost point inside the circle
contains the grain of Po; the vortex is itself;
a light-driven Voice vibrates, a whilpool ...
emptiness, defined by sphere
inside's being outside, hence
you measure it through surfaces
Vesica Piscis! So symmetrical
Incision's straight line, circle is above
so the force mine rather thrynical
is launching on it's path, now GO!
the endless twists
they end in an equator
creation's models in a bliss
are actuated in a generator.
the innermost point inside the circle
contains the grain of Po; the vortex is itself;
a light-driven Voice vibrates, a whilpool ...
#dreams
#spiritual
#mystery
#magic
#philosophical
65 reads
11 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
10th Sep 2020 11:36pm
10th Sep 2020 11:36pm
Ode (or senyru) to (a) bb
Y'got that poignant
touch for shrouds of mystery....
---just don't hang for it------
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touch for shrouds of mystery....
---just don't hang for it------
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#WritingPoetry
#senryu
#mystery
70 reads
7 Comments
Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
10th Sep 2020 00:26am
10th Sep 2020 00:26am
Siren
There was a sailor
Some say the best to sail the sea
He lived for the salty air
And longed for gold and rubies
But one day sitting quietly
In the darkest corner of a sunken pub
He heard tale of a treasure so great
It would overshadow all other loves
T'was a foreboding warning
Of beautiful sirens who lie in wait
And sing their spellbound lullabies
To entice sailors as bait
He shrugged it off
Smirking with a cocky scoff
And set sail the next morning
Not giving a second thought
After a...
Some say the best to sail the sea
He lived for the salty air
And longed for gold and rubies
But one day sitting quietly
In the darkest corner of a sunken pub
He heard tale of a treasure so great
It would overshadow all other loves
T'was a foreboding warning
Of beautiful sirens who lie in wait
And sing their spellbound lullabies
To entice sailors as bait
He shrugged it off
Smirking with a cocky scoff
And set sail the next morning
Not giving a second thought
After a...
#mythology
#mystery
#tragedy
#curse
#mermaids
55 reads
11 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
9th Sep 2020 10:21am
9th Sep 2020 10:21am
Let Life Prevail!
Oh, magnetic force, physical Lord!
Unleashing true damnation for My Soul
The brutal everlasting horde
Trasmutated forges as to Rule them all.
Occult chants under black cloakes
can burn dark antimatter,
emerging from the ponds, it floats,
The Utterance in shape of waters.
Oh the Crystal of Minas Morgul
It shines so green like evil magic
black force but now to rule
over fate so sorrowful in ashes tragic
The gargolyes emanate the Owwoh
Oum and amen over marble shines
twisted around Lapis Lazuli glow, slough ...
Unleashing true damnation for My Soul
The brutal everlasting horde
Trasmutated forges as to Rule them all.
Occult chants under black cloakes
can burn dark antimatter,
emerging from the ponds, it floats,
The Utterance in shape of waters.
Oh the Crystal of Minas Morgul
It shines so green like evil magic
black force but now to rule
over fate so sorrowful in ashes tragic
The gargolyes emanate the Owwoh
Oum and amen over marble shines
twisted around Lapis Lazuli glow, slough ...
#God
#spiritual
#mystery
#magic
#philosophical
41 reads
5 Comments
AaronBraveHeart
Poem Published
5th Sep 2020 8:46pm
5th Sep 2020 8:46pm
Eru Iluvatar
Sacred centers are beloved portals
when activated they acquire names
so called chakras that create immortals
is the Soul created from Eternal Flames?
What does a chakra emanate
when it inverts its Crystic codes
originally pure theurgic plates
Is this what the Morgoth loathes?
The crown! Pillars are the spikes
but the silmarils do bear magic
the glory of the desacrated lives
will turn Evil into form mesopelagic
Ulmo Though Almighty Vala!
Tame your wrath and quench him water
Waters are the Mother's...
when activated they acquire names
so called chakras that create immortals
is the Soul created from Eternal Flames?
What does a chakra emanate
when it inverts its Crystic codes
originally pure theurgic plates
Is this what the Morgoth loathes?
The crown! Pillars are the spikes
but the silmarils do bear magic
the glory of the desacrated lives
will turn Evil into form mesopelagic
Ulmo Though Almighty Vala!
Tame your wrath and quench him water
Waters are the Mother's...
#dark
#dreams
#spiritual
#mystery
#philosophical
65 reads
5 Comments
GChordBlues
Poem Published
1st Sep 2020 8:51am
1st Sep 2020 8:51am
Dweller by The Ash Tree
Open the window blinds, and let the light peak in from time to time
The so curious eye that owns the sky will shine too bright to even be seen
Will I let your radiant rays come to invade and reign over my own personal space?
If that’s the case, will I then feel your peace? Will I then be truly free?
I am just a dweller by the Ash tree
With limbs so high the curious eye of the sky cannot see
A sacred bridge between mortality and the world of deities
I want your warmth, I want your life, I want your love, and I want your peace,
I want the soft,...
The so curious eye that owns the sky will shine too bright to even be seen
Will I let your radiant rays come to invade and reign over my own personal space?
If that’s the case, will I then feel your peace? Will I then be truly free?
I am just a dweller by the Ash tree
With limbs so high the curious eye of the sky cannot see
A sacred bridge between mortality and the world of deities
I want your warmth, I want your life, I want your love, and I want your peace,
I want the soft,...
#hope
#death
#nature
#SelfReflection
#mystery
47 reads
1 Comment
BeginningPoet
Poem Published
31st Aug 2020 4:25pm
31st Aug 2020 4:25pm
Sleight Of Hand -
Countless names, countless faces
will bleed through their craft
and join names that have marked
history with their words, here,
gathering their moments, giving
their lives to be seen, to be heard.
Who gives you their voices from
their souls, gives each beat of
a heart, emotions brought, whether
from the the heavens or from hell,
these words can nourish minds,
entertain souls, like a beacon
calling you on those starless nights.
Writers, giving their insights to raw
beauty, war, famine, love,...
will bleed through their craft
and join names that have marked
history with their words, here,
gathering their moments, giving
their lives to be seen, to be heard.
Who gives you their voices from
their souls, gives each beat of
a heart, emotions brought, whether
from the the heavens or from hell,
these words can nourish minds,
entertain souls, like a beacon
calling you on those starless nights.
Writers, giving their insights to raw
beauty, war, famine, love,...
#motivational
#inspirational
#narrative
#mystery
#tragedy
52 reads
4 Comments
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