Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
21st Mar 2024 10:48am
21st Mar 2024 10:48am
Seven Days
In a house of shadows, where secrets lie,
I entered, greeted by a creaking sigh.
The past lingered thick, a murky haze,
As I awaited counsel in the dim, eerie maze.
"Turn off your phone," the man decreed,
His voice a whisper, a solemn need.
"Why are you here?" he asked, eyes keen,
As I pondered the tale, dark and unseen.
The man departed, leaving me alone,
In the haunted space, with whispers sown.
Dead infants in jars, a haunting sight,
Echoes of the past, in the dim twilight.
"I'm...
I entered, greeted by a creaking sigh.
The past lingered thick, a murky haze,
As I awaited counsel in the dim, eerie maze.
"Turn off your phone," the man decreed,
His voice a whisper, a solemn need.
"Why are you here?" he asked, eyes keen,
As I pondered the tale, dark and unseen.
The man departed, leaving me alone,
In the haunted space, with whispers sown.
Dead infants in jars, a haunting sight,
Echoes of the past, in the dim twilight.
"I'm...
#dark
#spiritual
#scary #horror
#scary #horror
261 reads
Namyh
Poem Published
12th Mar 2024 2:17pm
12th Mar 2024 2:17pm
Something Whooshed...!
Something Whooshed…!
On a planet, in a country, in a state, in a town,
on a street where a lampost shines
and the houses, very warm, quiet dreamers in their sleep
like a hush after church bell chimes.
Something whooshed on the wind in the distance.
Something galloped in the lime moonlight
and its wings cut the air into slices of Fear
which it tossed in the night with delight.
And I shivered with a tremble and began to disassemble
with the fright now fused to my bones.
Slices landed on the rooftops, slid across...
On a planet, in a country, in a state, in a town,
on a street where a lampost shines
and the houses, very warm, quiet dreamers in their sleep
like a hush after church bell chimes.
Something whooshed on the wind in the distance.
Something galloped in the lime moonlight
and its wings cut the air into slices of Fear
which it tossed in the night with delight.
And I shivered with a tremble and began to disassemble
with the fright now fused to my bones.
Slices landed on the rooftops, slid across...
#dark
#gothic
#evil
#scary
#nightmares
241 reads
0 Comments
wallyroo92
Bumped 8th Mar 2024 1:07am
20th Jul 2019 7:33pm
20th Jul 2019 7:33pm
Insane Asylum
Do not dare to wake them up
Or even worse try to rile ‘em
Or forever you will be
Inside our insane asylum
The screams of those beings possessed
Are haunted by eternal pains
The dreams of those souls obsessed
Are bound by ethereal chains
And all that is filled with soundness
They will take away what’s yours
And then be filled with madness
You won’t leave once inside the doors
You’ll embrace the psychotic fears
And play the songs you’ll master
For memory echoes in tears
Full of maniacal laughter
...
Or even worse try to rile ‘em
Or forever you will be
Inside our insane asylum
The screams of those beings possessed
Are haunted by eternal pains
The dreams of those souls obsessed
Are bound by ethereal chains
And all that is filled with soundness
They will take away what’s yours
And then be filled with madness
You won’t leave once inside the doors
You’ll embrace the psychotic fears
And play the songs you’ll master
For memory echoes in tears
Full of maniacal laughter
...
#anxiety
#dark
#scary
1165 reads
6 Comments
Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2024 5:38am
3rd Mar 2024 5:38am
Daddy, Daddy, I’m Scared
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#scary
#sexy
390 reads
Namyh
Poem Published
26th Feb 2024 2:45pm
26th Feb 2024 2:45pm
Running Rooftops
Running Rooftops
I was running over rooftops, chased by the local cops,
leaping ‘cross buildings with a ninety foot drop.
Freedom keeping blood fired, chasers getting slow, tired.
I can see the roof’s door across the gravel top.
I go through its open clear, racing down the winding stair,
jumping three and four steps in descending flight.
Sweat pouring down my face, cops still giving chase.
Air is sweet on the street escaping into night.
I run to the nearby park in the dim made of dark,
down a lane, ‘cross a path where the...
I was running over rooftops, chased by the local cops,
leaping ‘cross buildings with a ninety foot drop.
Freedom keeping blood fired, chasers getting slow, tired.
I can see the roof’s door across the gravel top.
I go through its open clear, racing down the winding stair,
jumping three and four steps in descending flight.
Sweat pouring down my face, cops still giving chase.
Air is sweet on the street escaping into night.
I run to the nearby park in the dim made of dark,
down a lane, ‘cross a path where the...
#dark
#gothic
#evil #scary
#evil #scary
286 reads
5 Comments
Namyh
Poem Published
23rd Feb 2024 4:59pm
23rd Feb 2024 4:59pm
Apocalypse Day
Apocalypse Day
When I opened my eyes, the day rushed in.
It was sunny and beautiful and devoid of sin.
With lawnmowers running, children’s voices played
on a breeze off the coast this weekend’s Saturday.
I waved at my neighbors, Sam, Ernie and Mack.
They busied with yard work but smiled and waved back.
I looked for my car keys. The cupboard was bare
but what was this something I sensed in the air?
An eerie, gut wrenching thickness of black…
Wait! That’s when I heard it, a lightning crack.
I raised my head. The neighbors...
When I opened my eyes, the day rushed in.
It was sunny and beautiful and devoid of sin.
With lawnmowers running, children’s voices played
on a breeze off the coast this weekend’s Saturday.
I waved at my neighbors, Sam, Ernie and Mack.
They busied with yard work but smiled and waved back.
I looked for my car keys. The cupboard was bare
but what was this something I sensed in the air?
An eerie, gut wrenching thickness of black…
Wait! That’s when I heard it, a lightning crack.
I raised my head. The neighbors...
#dark
#gothic
#evil #scary
#evil #scary
307 reads
2 Comments
Namyh
Poem Published
20th Feb 2024 5:05am
20th Feb 2024 5:05am
The Werewolf
The Werewolf
I saw it in the moonbeams, just beneath the star streams,
running like a wild thing as if in chase or flight.
Cold breaths, short breaths, smokes of a night quest
whistled through its fangs making slices of the night.
Wolf made of mankind howled at the moon sign.
Forest eyes blinked their fears across the forest floor.
Squirrel sounds, owl sounds, bird sounds, bat sounds
merged to flee in symphony their voices from the roar.
A smell mixed in wind’s blow made eyes of wolf to seek...
I saw it in the moonbeams, just beneath the star streams,
running like a wild thing as if in chase or flight.
Cold breaths, short breaths, smokes of a night quest
whistled through its fangs making slices of the night.
Wolf made of mankind howled at the moon sign.
Forest eyes blinked their fears across the forest floor.
Squirrel sounds, owl sounds, bird sounds, bat sounds
merged to flee in symphony their voices from the roar.
A smell mixed in wind’s blow made eyes of wolf to seek...
#dark
#gothic
#evil
#scary
#fear
300 reads
4 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
28th Jan 2024 9:26pm
28th Jan 2024 9:26pm
In Father’s Room
The house on Gorton Street had been one of several whose streets led down to the docks in times gone by, labourers’ houses whose doors and windows were flush with the walls so that the buildings looked like great rectangular blocks, with no adornments. The house appeared in black-and-white films, from the days when an MP’s wife warned that we shouldn’t give the working-class coal because they’ll just store it in their bathtubs. Children would play with sticks and hoops and dollies made from socks while women with scarves around their heads called them in, hauled laundry, and brought home...
#evil
#scary
#ghosts #horror
#ghosts #horror
210 reads
2 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
26th Jan 2024 12:11pm
26th Jan 2024 12:11pm
What Made Her Scream In Terror
She opened her eyes
and saw her naked body
covered with sweat just
before she sat up and looked
at the charred corpse of some guy.
and saw her naked body
covered with sweat just
before she sat up and looked
at the charred corpse of some guy.
#death
#fiction
#scary
#tanka
#sensual
209 reads
0 Comments
PleasingDragon
Poem Published
14th Jan 2024 4:27pm
14th Jan 2024 4:27pm
The Ghost Within
In the realm of dreams, once more I beheld,
A solitary night, within shadows dwelled.
Amidst the darkness, elusive and light,
It lurked, playing in the veils of the night.
Vanishing before my eyes, a spectral dance,
Reappearing in dreams, a mysterious trance.
Is it mere imagination, a play of the mind,
Or a tangible presence, elusive to find?
In the vast expanse of the universe, I ponder,
Does the spirit exist, in realms yonder?
Yet, perhaps, when my journey finds its end,
The answers unfold, the mysteries transcend.
A solitary night, within shadows dwelled.
Amidst the darkness, elusive and light,
It lurked, playing in the veils of the night.
Vanishing before my eyes, a spectral dance,
Reappearing in dreams, a mysterious trance.
Is it mere imagination, a play of the mind,
Or a tangible presence, elusive to find?
In the vast expanse of the universe, I ponder,
Does the spirit exist, in realms yonder?
Yet, perhaps, when my journey finds its end,
The answers unfold, the mysteries transcend.
#dark
#scary
#ghosts #nightmares
#ghosts #nightmares
260 reads
0 Comments
personanongrata
Astral Gift
Astral Gift
Poem Published
8th Jan 2024 3:44pm
8th Jan 2024 3:44pm
ENTHEOGENESIS, A CHANGA TRIP
It was the second calling from the sacred spirit molecule. The first calling, years ago, resulted into a smooth exciting initiation with me going just across the nearest dimension without any interaction.
A tiny sachet of magic greenery was yet to be burnt in the triangle shaped pocket of a black bong.
I tried to make myself comfortable but my heart rate was too high. That was weird, because I always approach any psychedelic experience with curiosity and joy but with no expectation, picturing it as a blank paper that is about to be drawn. But this time it was different. Panic...
A tiny sachet of magic greenery was yet to be burnt in the triangle shaped pocket of a black bong.
I tried to make myself comfortable but my heart rate was too high. That was weird, because I always approach any psychedelic experience with curiosity and joy but with no expectation, picturing it as a blank paper that is about to be drawn. But this time it was different. Panic...
#identity
#death
#spiritual
#scary
#fear
334 reads
0 Comments
ConsequentialChaos
Poem Published
7th Jan 2024 10:33am
7th Jan 2024 10:33am
The Sleeping Game
Trees that die, and rot, and fall
Times cruel teeth do gnash and maul
The stench of mold lingers in the air
Mixed with that smell, the carrion's call
Skip and skip, frolick past the dead
As children play with a severed head
Mother Goose's songs sound so fair
Do you feel that creeping dread?
In the empty forest, a piano plays
Slow and soft with a tune that strays
As you approach it, you can only stare
For beside the piano, your casket lays
Some children appear, to help you sleep
One of them asks "Why do...
Times cruel teeth do gnash and maul
The stench of mold lingers in the air
Mixed with that smell, the carrion's call
Skip and skip, frolick past the dead
As children play with a severed head
Mother Goose's songs sound so fair
Do you feel that creeping dread?
In the empty forest, a piano plays
Slow and soft with a tune that strays
As you approach it, you can only stare
For beside the piano, your casket lays
Some children appear, to help you sleep
One of them asks "Why do...
#dark
#scary
#nightmares #horror
#nightmares #horror
352 reads
2 Comments
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