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.
The Emergency
Look out!
They're coming for you
Who is it?
Why me??
I'm perfectly healthy
How did I get here?
What happened?
I'm on this table, motionless
I can hear & see but I can't talk or move
It's like I'm in some sort of comatose state
I can see the nurses & doctors talking but i don't see their mouths moving
They continue to look towards me
One of the nurses has this large needle
She's walking towards me
I don't like this one bit
There's no way I can stop or defend myself
Please no, don't put me to sleep!! ...
They're coming for you
Who is it?
Why me??
I'm perfectly healthy
How did I get here?
What happened?
I'm on this table, motionless
I can hear & see but I can't talk or move
It's like I'm in some sort of comatose state
I can see the nurses & doctors talking but i don't see their mouths moving
They continue to look towards me
One of the nurses has this large needle
She's walking towards me
I don't like this one bit
There's no way I can stop or defend myself
Please no, don't put me to sleep!! ...
#fiction
#mystery
#scary #ShortStory
#scary #ShortStory
61 reads
6 Comments
Rug Warts - with Shilohverse
TWILIGHT
Discreet, dressed in "dandy," chomping at the bit. With the origins of fog and mist as if schizophrenia is falling giving birth to psychopaths, and the madness of nailing the soul to the Ouija board. Fog clings to the cobblestone as if a tentacle wrapping around my spats. "This little piggy went to market." Seeping into my bones as goth is my witness biting my tongue with anxiety, leaving the metallic taste of blood filling my mouth. "Mama what big eyes you have." Savoring the taste of my blood. Hearing Big Ben in the...
Discreet, dressed in "dandy," chomping at the bit. With the origins of fog and mist as if schizophrenia is falling giving birth to psychopaths, and the madness of nailing the soul to the Ouija board. Fog clings to the cobblestone as if a tentacle wrapping around my spats. "This little piggy went to market." Seeping into my bones as goth is my witness biting my tongue with anxiety, leaving the metallic taste of blood filling my mouth. "Mama what big eyes you have." Savoring the taste of my blood. Hearing Big Ben in the...
#collaboration
#dark
#mystery
109 reads
4 Comments
Rhapsodic Park - with Lilliputian
In an unsettling silence of the forgotten
haunting melody of rhapsodic incubation
creating a bubble of blue-vein clones
from the embryos of the cosmic cyclones
along with its Anthropomorphic beings
as if ancient wildebeest
A Centipede infiltrating my gray matter
the insomnia zone of my sleepless mind
attacking my psychic with little white pills
into the unfound anthropology realm
preying upon my cheese cracker stash
Implanting a chip exploiting my brain
breaking into my deepest hidden fears
manipulating...
haunting melody of rhapsodic incubation
creating a bubble of blue-vein clones
from the embryos of the cosmic cyclones
along with its Anthropomorphic beings
as if ancient wildebeest
A Centipede infiltrating my gray matter
the insomnia zone of my sleepless mind
attacking my psychic with little white pills
into the unfound anthropology realm
preying upon my cheese cracker stash
Implanting a chip exploiting my brain
breaking into my deepest hidden fears
manipulating...
#collaboration
#gothic
#mystery #scifi
#mystery #scifi
112 reads
6 Comments
She don't know me
My heart is for you
When I open up my eyes
I wish you were mine
When I open up my eyes
I wish you were mine
#dreams
#love
#mystery
#sadness
#senryu
88 reads
9 Comments
Messenger at Night
In the dead of night
I guess I will never know
Caught within a dream
I guess I will never know
Caught within a dream
#dreams
#mystery
#senryu #TruthOfLife
#senryu #TruthOfLife
45 reads
9 Comments
Missing at sea
Times of change my friend
I hope you'll come back one day
Candle of hope burns
I hope you'll come back one day
Candle of hope burns
#friendship
#hope
#mystery
#sea
#senryu
65 reads
10 Comments
She's Obedient but Thinking Out of the Box
Could be my dog
Could be my wife
Could be my mistress
Could be my muse
Could be my massage therapist
Could be my dry cleaner
Could be my cardiologist
Could be
Or
?
Could be my wife
Could be my mistress
Could be my muse
Could be my massage therapist
Could be my dry cleaner
Could be my cardiologist
Could be
Or
?
#CharlesBukowski
#dogs
#EECummings
#mystery
#SelfDiscovery
169 reads
26 Comments
Silent - Warehouse On Fire
The Present, Lucy
She walks, or rather hobbles, across a path as fast as she can – difficult after a day or so lying in a dark room. She has to keep stopping and starting, ready to pass out from exhaustion. Eventually, she comes to a car parked behind a high, abandoned wall and waits outside, trembling. Her hands are tied, so she can't get into the vehicle. What's happening? Does Katie know this man? Was Katie involved in the fire too? Terence?
Katie Whittaker returns. 'Jace phoned me in a panic and Pete and Scott told me everything. Come on, Lucy, I'm taking you...
She walks, or rather hobbles, across a path as fast as she can – difficult after a day or so lying in a dark room. She has to keep stopping and starting, ready to pass out from exhaustion. Eventually, she comes to a car parked behind a high, abandoned wall and waits outside, trembling. Her hands are tied, so she can't get into the vehicle. What's happening? Does Katie know this man? Was Katie involved in the fire too? Terence?
Katie Whittaker returns. 'Jace phoned me in a panic and Pete and Scott told me everything. Come on, Lucy, I'm taking you...
#mystery
#risk
61 reads
4 Comments
Murder at the Orient Sexpress Chapter 2
#erotic
#murder
#mystery #scifi
#mystery #scifi
77 reads
2 Comments
Nature Speaks
Rain fell before dawn
Cleansing
Purifying
Catalyst of growth
Symbol of prophesy
Stepping out
Startled by a hawk's cry
Loud and nearby
Screeching seven times
eight times
seven times
The distance answering five
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle
Eight like a ladder
Reveals the ability to rise
And go beyond nature
The realm of infinite possibilities
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle.
Five meaning, Lo, Behold!
Swooping ...
Cleansing
Purifying
Catalyst of growth
Symbol of prophesy
Stepping out
Startled by a hawk's cry
Loud and nearby
Screeching seven times
eight times
seven times
The distance answering five
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle
Eight like a ladder
Reveals the ability to rise
And go beyond nature
The realm of infinite possibilities
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle.
Five meaning, Lo, Behold!
Swooping ...
#mystery
#spiritual
141 reads
15 Comments
Murder at the Orient Sexpress Chapter 1
#erotic
#murder
#mystery #scifi
#mystery #scifi
69 reads
9 Comments
Nighttime Hunt
#dark
#death
#mystery #nature
#mystery #nature
36 reads
1 Comment
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