Relic-54
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 4:26am
9th Apr 2021 4:26am
Every day a new horror story.
Dracula and Frankenstein have retired
and send their best wishes.
A cache of bullets have replaced
a fierce stare or green monster
with big black shoes
And coffins no longer hold promise
of life after sundown.
The modern boogeyman is a creature
who lives not in castles
but in the cold stony recesses
of his own disturbed mind.
His anger is aimed at fat spiders
filled with blood, waiting to be devoured,
as he passionately attempts to know ...
and send their best wishes.
A cache of bullets have replaced
a fierce stare or green monster
with big black shoes
And coffins no longer hold promise
of life after sundown.
The modern boogeyman is a creature
who lives not in castles
but in the cold stony recesses
of his own disturbed mind.
His anger is aimed at fat spiders
filled with blood, waiting to be devoured,
as he passionately attempts to know ...
#evil
#scary
21 reads
6 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
6th Apr 2021 11:00pm
6th Apr 2021 11:00pm
one can over dramatise fear
desperate to get away from
the hospital I dragged my
leg down the corridor to the
exeunt pursued by a bear
the hospital I dragged my
leg down the corridor to the
exeunt pursued by a bear
#scary
25 reads
2 Comments
PostalPoet
Poem Published
6th Apr 2021 1:06am
6th Apr 2021 1:06am
Asylum
As silent deep within my bed I lie,
And wait for sleep to take me to my dreams,
I feel a sense of dread, and wonder why
That nothing in my room is what it seems.
The shadows dance and leap upon the wall,
The lamplight making them seem almost real.
I hear a creaking noise out in the hall.
What horrors will my tortured mind reveal?
The room is cold, despite my sweating brow.
The ticking of the clock keeps me awake.
As I lie still, I wonder when and how
The welcome, peaceful light of day will break.
I hear the hissing...
And wait for sleep to take me to my dreams,
I feel a sense of dread, and wonder why
That nothing in my room is what it seems.
The shadows dance and leap upon the wall,
The lamplight making them seem almost real.
I hear a creaking noise out in the hall.
What horrors will my tortured mind reveal?
The room is cold, despite my sweating brow.
The ticking of the clock keeps me awake.
As I lie still, I wonder when and how
The welcome, peaceful light of day will break.
I hear the hissing...
#evil
#scary
#nightmares
42 reads
1 Comment
CArpeNoctem_
CN_
CN_
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2021 7:46pm
3rd Apr 2021 7:46pm
deceased relative
Beautiful white arum
stained red
tears of a soulless
curse
stained red
tears of a soulless
curse
#death
#scary
#curse
22 reads
0 Comments
BeginningPoet
James B.P.
James B.P.
Poem Published
25th Mar 2021 11:37pm
25th Mar 2021 11:37pm
Reading
I like
the silence,
the way
the words
took me
to places,
known
and unknown,
upwards
like a mystery,
becoming lost
in the lines,
passing
my time
traveling
through pages
until
I can
finish
the book.
the silence,
the way
the words
took me
to places,
known
and unknown,
upwards
like a mystery,
becoming lost
in the lines,
passing
my time
traveling
through pages
until
I can
finish
the book.
#romantic
#motivational
#inspirational
#scary
#tragedy
57 reads
10 Comments
Clearthoughts
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2021 1:07am
22nd Mar 2021 1:07am
The Air I Can't Breathe
Fear constrict a bruised airway
Hands grabbing for the neck line
Begging God
To release a small piece
Lord Give me; A tiny dose
To hold
To have
But ...
My veins
Plump
Thick
....... Screaming
Oxygen ... is the only necessity
I Scream
"There is no room"
Mirror staring back at me
My eyes pleading for a small piece
Please !!
Sweetheart blowing hard air
Between my fingers
Begging me to release
Giving me the oxygen I so...
Hands grabbing for the neck line
Begging God
To release a small piece
Lord Give me; A tiny dose
To hold
To have
But ...
My veins
Plump
Thick
....... Screaming
Oxygen ... is the only necessity
I Scream
"There is no room"
Mirror staring back at me
My eyes pleading for a small piece
Please !!
Sweetheart blowing hard air
Between my fingers
Begging me to release
Giving me the oxygen I so...
#boyfriend
#scary
44 reads
6 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
21st Mar 2021 4:15am
21st Mar 2021 4:15am
YOUR MYSTERY
Imagine a six inch wide beam
Extending a mile
Traversing you is easy
Above the Grand Canyon
Traversing you is hard
Extending a mile
Traversing you is easy
Above the Grand Canyon
Traversing you is hard
#love
#scary
43 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
28th Feb 2021 5:49pm
28th Feb 2021 5:49pm
Suet At Table Nine
Sweet as the suet
howling the night away
with beasts in my chimney
hauling ashes in my mind
like hermit crabs
fond of my loins
sweet as the suet
at table nine
howling the night away
with beasts in my chimney
hauling ashes in my mind
like hermit crabs
fond of my loins
sweet as the suet
at table nine
#gothic
#fiction
#scary
64 reads
3 Comments
exvso8m1
Poem Published
28th Feb 2021 5:46am
28th Feb 2021 5:46am
The Window
††
Cobwebs draped on the window lay motionless,
A glimpse from the full moon manipulates the night,
The shadow figures in the long hallway content now,
Knowing this is the place where they came, and they died…
†
The door to the main room hangs on warped hinges,
That have rusted clear through most its screws,
The haunting clatter still coming from the basement,
Like something below strangely calling to you…
†
It is eerie inside here and the stench still exists,
Even though it happened so long ago,
The floor creaks beneath each...
Cobwebs draped on the window lay motionless,
A glimpse from the full moon manipulates the night,
The shadow figures in the long hallway content now,
Knowing this is the place where they came, and they died…
†
The door to the main room hangs on warped hinges,
That have rusted clear through most its screws,
The haunting clatter still coming from the basement,
Like something below strangely calling to you…
†
It is eerie inside here and the stench still exists,
Even though it happened so long ago,
The floor creaks beneath each...
#dark
#death
#scary #mythology
#scary #mythology
35 reads
4 Comments
Angeliki
Poem Published
25th Feb 2021 4:50pm
25th Feb 2021 4:50pm
Ethnic Revolution
Ive had with these ethnic ghosts
They keep stealing my password
And recreating my poetry
To look scattered
Because I invented an act
The Rock n Roll Razor act
It's with the council
and it's made for police to be able to arrest ghost
For instance on email you just write
Re;:rock n Roll Razor act
Ive got a couple of terrorist intruding in my home they live at 23 terrace Rd Dulwich Hill
Will you be able to make arrest
But they found out that bombers get shot in a private cell to death
So they took the law in their hands
I pray...
They keep stealing my password
And recreating my poetry
To look scattered
Because I invented an act
The Rock n Roll Razor act
It's with the council
and it's made for police to be able to arrest ghost
For instance on email you just write
Re;:rock n Roll Razor act
Ive got a couple of terrorist intruding in my home they live at 23 terrace Rd Dulwich Hill
Will you be able to make arrest
But they found out that bombers get shot in a private cell to death
So they took the law in their hands
I pray...
#scary
26 reads
0 Comments
ThePiper
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2021 7:51pm
23rd Feb 2021 7:51pm
The Mirror
I will take some of those red flowers, and some blue
I come here every year at Halloween the day she died
I make the same wish every year and it will come true
She didn't come the last year tho I am sure she tried
But on Halloween the veil between the dead and us
Is so very thin especially as the moon is rising full
She will come this year, I know she will with no fuss
These flowers are the bait, that extra strong pull
She had long and curly hair, now has she cut it there
I brought a ribbon for her. She did so like contrast ...
I come here every year at Halloween the day she died
I make the same wish every year and it will come true
She didn't come the last year tho I am sure she tried
But on Halloween the veil between the dead and us
Is so very thin especially as the moon is rising full
She will come this year, I know she will with no fuss
These flowers are the bait, that extra strong pull
She had long and curly hair, now has she cut it there
I brought a ribbon for her. She did so like contrast ...
#death
#Halloween
#scary
#ghosts
#graveyard
26 reads
1 Comment
PostalPoet
Poem Published
21st Feb 2021 7:01pm
21st Feb 2021 7:01pm
Trapped
There's an old, archaic palace that I see upon a ledge,
Where it looms above a pond that has dead flowers at its edge.
The front gate is made of iron, and it’s nearly rusted through,
And at night the moon is glowing with an iridescent hue.
Inside, the rooms are empty, and there are holes within the walls.
And the dust coats every surface deep within its shadowed halls.
There’s molding on the carpets, and there are cobwebs everywhere.
It’s apparent that this place has never seen a hint of care.
At night the house is stirring, and there are whispers to...
Where it looms above a pond that has dead flowers at its edge.
The front gate is made of iron, and it’s nearly rusted through,
And at night the moon is glowing with an iridescent hue.
Inside, the rooms are empty, and there are holes within the walls.
And the dust coats every surface deep within its shadowed halls.
There’s molding on the carpets, and there are cobwebs everywhere.
It’s apparent that this place has never seen a hint of care.
At night the house is stirring, and there are whispers to...
#anxiety
#dark
#scary #MentalHealth
#scary #MentalHealth
31 reads
4 Comments
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