Poems About Nightmares Seeking Friendly Advice
#nightmares
Poems about nightmares seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Whispers in the Dark
I stilled my mind and drifted into another realm
When I awoke, I was greeted by flowers and elm
The lady bird sang a wonderful tune
On the water rang a lovely loon
I strolled through the wooded glade
Suddenly, not a sound was made
The sun began to set, and my heart was starting to fret
A sinking feeling told me I had been drawn into a devilish debt
Darkness encompassed me
Whispers hissed, as mist came to my knee
Dreadful requests did they ask
Each more horrid than a blood filled cask
...
When I awoke, I was greeted by flowers and elm
The lady bird sang a wonderful tune
On the water rang a lovely loon
I strolled through the wooded glade
Suddenly, not a sound was made
The sun began to set, and my heart was starting to fret
A sinking feeling told me I had been drawn into a devilish debt
Darkness encompassed me
Whispers hissed, as mist came to my knee
Dreadful requests did they ask
Each more horrid than a blood filled cask
...
#dark
#dreams
#evil
#nightmares
#horror
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Zee empty heavyweight
Tongue picking, suffocating emptiness,be ready to replace
love with hate.
Better,hate with love and back again.
For a while,mixed.
A conjunction of favourable devilry,
"The Weird Sisters," The Wayward Sisters,"
who leads the lead protagonist,to his untimely death.
A striking resemblances to, "that character,
that no thespian wishes to repeat.".
That greedy ambitious reprobate,ill-equpped
for the otherworldly...
love with hate.
Better,hate with love and back again.
For a while,mixed.
A conjunction of favourable devilry,
"The Weird Sisters," The Wayward Sisters,"
who leads the lead protagonist,to his untimely death.
A striking resemblances to, "that character,
that no thespian wishes to repeat.".
That greedy ambitious reprobate,ill-equpped
for the otherworldly...
#strength
#courage
#dark
#nightmares
#curse
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grotto
Drown me
slowly
in the
grotto
off the ravine
behind the river
patiently streaming into
an outlet wave of
seabreeze
Let my knees
bend inward
and my heels
click
audibly
The sirens calling
I can't
seem to see
where she reaches out
and grabs me
She's pulling me in
Out by the spot where we all
swam
and smoked as kids
Tossing and turning
slowly
in the
grotto
off the ravine
behind the river
patiently streaming into
an outlet wave of
seabreeze
Let my knees
bend inward
and my heels
click
audibly
The sirens calling
I can't
seem to see
where she reaches out
and grabs me
She's pulling me in
Out by the spot where we all
swam
and smoked as kids
Tossing and turning
#memories
#nostalgia
#nightmares
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Waking Nightmare
Sleeping peacefully
Napping
Needing to re-energize
Happy I could take this time
When suddenly
Half asleep
I think
This pressure on top
Presses down upon me
On my very being
Whispering
Indistinct whispers
And deep growls
An Incubus perhaps???
Moaning in my ear
I hear
Panick arising
Not understanding
Frozen in fear
Until finally...
I wake fully...
Was it just a dream??
Or just a waking nightmare?
Napping
Needing to re-energize
Happy I could take this time
When suddenly
Half asleep
I think
This pressure on top
Presses down upon me
On my very being
Whispering
Indistinct whispers
And deep growls
An Incubus perhaps???
Moaning in my ear
I hear
Panick arising
Not understanding
Frozen in fear
Until finally...
I wake fully...
Was it just a dream??
Or just a waking nightmare?
#dreams
#ghosts
#sleep #nightmares
#sleep #nightmares
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In My Nightmare Your Dream Came True
I had a dream I was laying in a bed of roses
In a field by the town with a pocket full of posies
You were climbing up to the top of the bell tower
You said you wanted a view that would be higher
I saw you up on the belfry through a window
Sweet smell of spring, and the wind brushed the leaves of the willow
You called to me and waved before you jumped
And as you fell in slow-mo my heart sort of stopped
In my nightmare she died
In my nightmare I cried
In my nightmare the roses become redder
That’s my nightmare but I’ll...
In a field by the town with a pocket full of posies
You were climbing up to the top of the bell tower
You said you wanted a view that would be higher
I saw you up on the belfry through a window
Sweet smell of spring, and the wind brushed the leaves of the willow
You called to me and waved before you jumped
And as you fell in slow-mo my heart sort of stopped
In my nightmare she died
In my nightmare I cried
In my nightmare the roses become redder
That’s my nightmare but I’ll...
#death
#suicide
#nightmares #deception
#nightmares #deception
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Innuendo
Innuendo
I am...
A bohemian soul
Wandering through
The darkest cavern
of your muted thoughts
Playfully dancing
To your every desire
To lure you...
into your own death
Like a leprechaun
waiting to collect your soul
He is...
An abandoned spirit
Walking amongst
the concealed pretension
of worshipping flesh
Where every vile thoughts comes with a
blasphemous hypocrisy
Misleading every soul
Like a ghoul on the lose
Waiting for a chance
to devour you whole
...
I am...
A bohemian soul
Wandering through
The darkest cavern
of your muted thoughts
Playfully dancing
To your every desire
To lure you...
into your own death
Like a leprechaun
waiting to collect your soul
He is...
An abandoned spirit
Walking amongst
the concealed pretension
of worshipping flesh
Where every vile thoughts comes with a
blasphemous hypocrisy
Misleading every soul
Like a ghoul on the lose
Waiting for a chance
to devour you whole
...
#fate
#apocalypse
#nightmares #curse
#nightmares #curse
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dreams
butterflies sitting on eyelids
dreams waked up
lips smiled
dreams waked up
lips smiled
#dreams
#haiku
#nightmares
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St. Patrice day
Saint Patrice day
In 1957 my ship docked in the town of Cork (Ireland)
If you think that is a long time ago, you are probably right
but in my head, it was yesterday.
Life was slower back then, cargo was lowered into
donkey carts, there were many mules waiting
we went to a pub, a stone a throwaway and drank Guinness
Never did I tell my mother, but I told her of the Irish girl
I was going to marry had red hair and green eyes
she had the aroma of an angel.
Leisureliness has ended ships leave as ships do
On the shore,...
In 1957 my ship docked in the town of Cork (Ireland)
If you think that is a long time ago, you are probably right
but in my head, it was yesterday.
Life was slower back then, cargo was lowered into
donkey carts, there were many mules waiting
we went to a pub, a stone a throwaway and drank Guinness
Never did I tell my mother, but I told her of the Irish girl
I was going to marry had red hair and green eyes
she had the aroma of an angel.
Leisureliness has ended ships leave as ships do
On the shore,...
#fate
#luck
#nightmares
#steampunk
#scifi
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Slowly, Quietly
Slowly, quietly, one by one
the demons come,
to whisper nightmares into
my ears, the poison thoughts
that leave me numb.
Oh how they creep so quietly
in the dark, with claws sharp
as daggers to rip me apart.
I beg and I plead, but they won’t
leave me alone, for each night
they visit, my madness their
home.
the demons come,
to whisper nightmares into
my ears, the poison thoughts
that leave me numb.
Oh how they creep so quietly
in the dark, with claws sharp
as daggers to rip me apart.
I beg and I plead, but they won’t
leave me alone, for each night
they visit, my madness their
home.
#anxiety
#depression
#shadows
#insomnia
#nightmares
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the year of infinity
The year of infinity
1938 will be the year of dust storms
Arable land will pale and blow away
The ocean will turn into blocks of salt
Forests will fall and echo in stillness
Millions of birds will fall from the sky
Parched throats drink the blood of cows
Then the weak will be victims of thirst
Then when all blood possible is drunk
When the canals in Venice are dry
There might possibly be snowfall
1938 will be the year of dust storms
Arable land will pale and blow away
The ocean will turn into blocks of salt
Forests will fall and echo in stillness
Millions of birds will fall from the sky
Parched throats drink the blood of cows
Then the weak will be victims of thirst
Then when all blood possible is drunk
When the canals in Venice are dry
There might possibly be snowfall
#apocalypse
#mythology
#nightmares
#steampunk
#dystopian
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Phantom Fear
The ambiance of darkness pushes the nightmare deeper into the center of my subconscious.
The mystery is a riddle as the words settle onto the page, one I’m not familiar with.
The words became a paradox as I stand up against my fear.
The deceptive depression sinks further into the grim darkness.
The screaming old black memory is sharp as a sickle.
I touched the fear and cowered into the depths of the night.
Maybe it’s just me.
The pain seems to come and go.
And I dare to enjoy the feeling.
The mystery is a riddle as the words settle onto the page, one I’m not familiar with.
The words became a paradox as I stand up against my fear.
The deceptive depression sinks further into the grim darkness.
The screaming old black memory is sharp as a sickle.
I touched the fear and cowered into the depths of the night.
Maybe it’s just me.
The pain seems to come and go.
And I dare to enjoy the feeling.
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
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Weatherhead
I've spent every moment under the crushing weight
Of a moonless night that I cannot escape
Clouds above my home
As cold winds blow
The darkness of midnight
Corrupts my perception
Of a moonless night that I cannot escape
Clouds above my home
As cold winds blow
The darkness of midnight
Corrupts my perception
#dark
#gothic
#night
#nightmares
#emotions
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DU Poetry : Poems About Nightmares Seeking Friendly Advice