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.
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 4:32pm
19th Apr 2025 4:32pm
What am I?
Hello again!
We've met before.
Do you remember me?
Let me introduce you to my world.
I love a good paradox!
Ladies first;
females take priority
but women need to wait for the men!
Children can go on ahead of them all.
After all,
first isn't first
and last isn't last.
The future will appear quite soon
and the past is now behind me;
however, time sometimes works in mysterious ways!
Today, I am close to tomorrow
but far from yesterday.
Not withstanding its name,
the weekend falls in the middle...
We've met before.
Do you remember me?
Let me introduce you to my world.
I love a good paradox!
Ladies first;
females take priority
but women need to wait for the men!
Children can go on ahead of them all.
After all,
first isn't first
and last isn't last.
The future will appear quite soon
and the past is now behind me;
however, time sometimes works in mysterious ways!
Today, I am close to tomorrow
but far from yesterday.
Not withstanding its name,
the weekend falls in the middle...
#mystery
#PowerOfWords
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 6:45pm
14th Apr 2025 6:45pm
Kill Him Again
Martha Fokker of Lincoln, Nebraska greased the floor of her kitchen in an attempt to kill her one-legged boyfriend in 1991. She slipped on the floor and knocked herself unconscious instead. Police found more grease near the top of the stairs and by the bathroom door. The boyfriend, Lou Briccant, insisted that Martha was doing a little housework. Six months later, Martha fell backwards killing herself on a flight of stairs in the basement. She was carrying up that same bucket of grease that she tried using on her boyfriend to kill him. Was she going to clean the floors or attempt to kill him...
#boyfriend
#fiction
#mystery #tragedy
#mystery #tragedy
58 reads
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 8:04pm
9th Apr 2025 8:04pm
~a die-hard supernaturalistic love... this is
https://youtu.be/eDQPwBuJMrs
https://youtu.be/gL0z7S-PxVA?feature=shared
my sizzling young angelic beauty..
am just a flaming spirit orbiting you ..
vanished are those tears of love
..without you, am nothing…this now
(refrain)
my sizzling young angelic beauty..
am just a flaming spirit orbiting you ..
vanished are those tears of love
..without you, am...
https://youtu.be/gL0z7S-PxVA?feature=shared
my sizzling young angelic beauty..
am just a flaming spirit orbiting you ..
vanished are those tears of love
..without you, am nothing…this now
(refrain)
my sizzling young angelic beauty..
am just a flaming spirit orbiting you ..
vanished are those tears of love
..without you, am...
#graveyard
#inspirational
#love
#lyrics
#mystery
86 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
9th Apr 2025 4:03am
9th Apr 2025 4:03am
Augury
I could see the pain in her eyes
For the things that she used to tell
And for the many that she kept to herself
People her time were built different
Like strongholds of resilience and secrets
Every now and then
I’d get a glimpse of the world she came from
She knew that old ghosts sometimes come back
Not to haunt
But try to stir you away from the current path
And yet, she always remained stoic
Death and spirits tend to have that effect on some people
For her
It was a way of life
Because even though now she...
For the things that she used to tell
And for the many that she kept to herself
People her time were built different
Like strongholds of resilience and secrets
Every now and then
I’d get a glimpse of the world she came from
She knew that old ghosts sometimes come back
Not to haunt
But try to stir you away from the current path
And yet, she always remained stoic
Death and spirits tend to have that effect on some people
For her
It was a way of life
Because even though now she...
#death
#mystery
#peace #suffering
#peace #suffering
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1 Comment
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
4th Apr 2025 8:26pm
4th Apr 2025 8:26pm
~black spice of times.. this enigmatic ‘now’
a broken black clove
over the blinding blankness
..bit toasted off-white pages
wait to fill in their spaces
from my rolled out scribbles
now..
had spotted them earlier
in these design of destiny
pages… & pressed them
as herbarium .. in an unknown
immediacy of..
what?
lucky though the blackly holed
spiral bound pages.. had held
them still, sans any further loss
until
now..
juggles to & fro from betwixt
the shuffling...
over the blinding blankness
..bit toasted off-white pages
wait to fill in their spaces
from my rolled out scribbles
now..
had spotted them earlier
in these design of destiny
pages… & pressed them
as herbarium .. in an unknown
immediacy of..
what?
lucky though the blackly holed
spiral bound pages.. had held
them still, sans any further loss
until
now..
juggles to & fro from betwixt
the shuffling...
#cats
#lover
#memories
#mystery
#StreamOfConsciousness
82 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2025 2:18pm
3rd Apr 2025 2:18pm
Question
Is a poem enough
is it everything
is it almost everything
is it what you were waiting for
does a poem take away
does a poem fit like a glove to keep quiet
to erase the cold
to stay and stop the wind
to be free from searching for you
is a poem enough
does a poem reach
your ears with the wind
will it be, will it be, will it be
will it sit down to talk to you
will it talk without taking a seat
is it, is a poem enough
is it everything
is it almost everything
is it what you were waiting for ...
is it everything
is it almost everything
is it what you were waiting for
does a poem take away
does a poem fit like a glove to keep quiet
to erase the cold
to stay and stop the wind
to be free from searching for you
is a poem enough
does a poem reach
your ears with the wind
will it be, will it be, will it be
will it sit down to talk to you
will it talk without taking a seat
is it, is a poem enough
is it everything
is it almost everything
is it what you were waiting for ...
#anxiety
#mirror
#MyInspiration
#mystery
#WritingPoetry
83 reads
8 Comments
SonderNinja
BenjaminEC
BenjaminEC
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2025 11:54am
22nd Mar 2025 11:54am
Mind's Eye Site
Ancient dirt roads
abuzz with those
that (long ago)
quit the pavement.
A can of thought
struck with lucid spade.
Town-chow dry inside
like a mouse in the oven:
thunder, now passed,
praising rain on a lean-to...
campfire high & sky
full of ghost & gust.
Satisfied shine, rich
with daggered eyes in flight...
earth & alighted, poor
with cosmic delusion...
cockatrice glare ...
#forest
#FreeVerse
#mountains
#mystery
#nature
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AverageJoe
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 11:05pm
17th Mar 2025 11:05pm
It's Quiet Now (Redux)
It’s quiet now
Here
Where waters lap among the reeds
I can hear myself think
And a hundred impossible flights of fancy are possible
Here at the laver
Before the temple of God
- the fire pops –
And smoke stirred by a vagrant breeze
Ascends like incense
Bearing my thoughts like pristine prayers
Heavenward to Nature’s God
Alone at twilight
Til nearby song birds sing
And I look across nature into the eternity
Nature's changing face reveals
And I wait ‘tween the promise and the dream
Here
Where waters lap among the reeds
I can hear myself think
And a hundred impossible flights of fancy are possible
Here at the laver
Before the temple of God
- the fire pops –
And smoke stirred by a vagrant breeze
Ascends like incense
Bearing my thoughts like pristine prayers
Heavenward to Nature’s God
Alone at twilight
Til nearby song birds sing
And I look across nature into the eternity
Nature's changing face reveals
And I wait ‘tween the promise and the dream
#mystery
#nature
#spiritual
162 reads
8 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 9:49pm
6th Mar 2025 9:49pm
A Writer
A willingness to sit with truth—
to name the shame,
to name the silence—
is a testament to bravery.
Here, in the marrow of unspoken things,
is where the most powerful writing lives:
not in the shouting,
not in the chaos,
but in the quiet reckoning.
In the way ink bleeds truth
onto the pages.
to name the shame,
to name the silence—
is a testament to bravery.
Here, in the marrow of unspoken things,
is where the most powerful writing lives:
not in the shouting,
not in the chaos,
but in the quiet reckoning.
In the way ink bleeds truth
onto the pages.
#mystery
#narrative
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2025 7:46pm
3rd Mar 2025 7:46pm
Secrets - What Really Happened?
Little sleep. Clanking pipes, whistling wind, shadows forming in the dark. An old shed with a broken bicycle. A heap of discarded tyres in an unfamiliar back garden. Gordon leaning over and grinning at me, his front tooth capped with an ivory crown.
And then, I'm a boy of ten once again, legging it down Whaley Hill in the August heat. A shape appears on the Clearing at the bottom of hill. Hands grab me, pushing me against a withered tree. A man's voice threatening to kill me.
'Help,' I struggle to say bolting forward on the sofa bed, my heart hammering in my chest. ...
And then, I'm a boy of ten once again, legging it down Whaley Hill in the August heat. A shape appears on the Clearing at the bottom of hill. Hands grab me, pushing me against a withered tree. A man's voice threatening to kill me.
'Help,' I struggle to say bolting forward on the sofa bed, my heart hammering in my chest. ...
#friendship
#memories
#mystery #risk
#mystery #risk
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 11:52pm
24th Feb 2025 11:52pm
Mystery in Her Eyes
Mystery in Her Eyes
Eleusinian mystery burns in her eyes
That torch my soul in a madhouse opera
On the altar of her sanctified sorcery
Whose electric neon smile
Glows with the oracular trance of Pythia
When her coiled dance conjures the serpentine flames
From the thousand fires of her incendiary mysticism
That glows like stars on a future horizon
Where the Bride of the firebird sings her darkly lit magic
Under the candlelight of a chandelier sky
Eleusinian mystery burns in her eyes
That torch my soul in a madhouse opera
On the altar of her sanctified sorcery
Whose electric neon smile
Glows with the oracular trance of Pythia
When her coiled dance conjures the serpentine flames
From the thousand fires of her incendiary mysticism
That glows like stars on a future horizon
Where the Bride of the firebird sings her darkly lit magic
Under the candlelight of a chandelier sky
#mystery
#passion
#seductive
#sensual
#women
135 reads
4 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 7:39pm
24th Feb 2025 7:39pm
Secrets - The Night He Fled
Late on Sunday night, I fix a mug of coffee and update the secret journal. I'm not a psychologist. I don't know why people block out memories or reinvent them or conveniently stash them away in the hope of forgetting, but I've been remembering more stuff this evening – stuff to do with Gordon as a boy and an incident on the estate that caused tension between his parents and mine. Meeting up with Gordon again has somehow touched on this other stuff.
New Entry:
I'm not sure when the event in question occurred, perhaps a year before the murder, but definitely in the middle of a...
New Entry:
I'm not sure when the event in question occurred, perhaps a year before the murder, but definitely in the middle of a...
#family
#friendship
#grief
#memories
#mystery
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