dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
15th Mar 2022 1:07am
15th Mar 2022 1:07am
evening out when I feared ..
we’re having supper in a greek restaurant on bankside
after a night at the theatre; I
mean considering what’s going
on in the world
this seems pretty weird
after a night at the theatre; I
mean considering what’s going
on in the world
this seems pretty weird
#scary
267 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
7th Oct 2024 00:21am
7th Oct 2024 00:21am
The Doll
A soul trapped in the worth of a doll brought back to life
Will the ties that bind relive a horrible existence curse and trapped in the existence of a doll
Mini-Production Brought To You By Another K Production™
Will the ties that bind relive a horrible existence curse and trapped in the existence of a doll
Mini-Production Brought To You By Another K Production™
#dark
#Halloween
#horror #scary
#horror #scary
192 reads
goldenmyst
Poem Published
13th Sep 2020 6:32am
13th Sep 2020 6:32am
Midnight at the Voodoo Lounge
Midnight at the Voodoo Lounge
When fall comes, it feels the time to make a cool change. Rowena’s ladder out of this tar pit is to get a bartending license. So instead of rolling joints at the medical marijuana clinic, she juices her patrons up. Though the contact high from the weed is pleasant she feels it is time to come down from the high. Feeding this vice is much more to her taste.
At their apartment and before John’s very eyes, Rowena strips out of her lily-white as first communion dress into her black as Wicca lipstick on the eve of Samhain, lingerie. ...
When fall comes, it feels the time to make a cool change. Rowena’s ladder out of this tar pit is to get a bartending license. So instead of rolling joints at the medical marijuana clinic, she juices her patrons up. Though the contact high from the weed is pleasant she feels it is time to come down from the high. Feeding this vice is much more to her taste.
At their apartment and before John’s very eyes, Rowena strips out of her lily-white as first communion dress into her black as Wicca lipstick on the eve of Samhain, lingerie. ...
#love
#romantic
#scary
#dialogue
#passion
471 reads
2 Comments
dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
3rd Apr 2023 11:36am
3rd Apr 2023 11:36am
those three children
We used to study in metro city and live in college hostel there.
Annual exams were coming and we used to study at night
Dinner was early at night, now I was hungry while reading
Me and my friend went out to for tea with the permission of the warden.
our college campus was huge so We took the cycles and just reached half a kilometer
n we saw from a distance that some people were going round and round in circle with some burning thing on their heads
We got a bit scared because we've never seen anything like this before
Nevertheless, we went ahead with some...
Annual exams were coming and we used to study at night
Dinner was early at night, now I was hungry while reading
Me and my friend went out to for tea with the permission of the warden.
our college campus was huge so We took the cycles and just reached half a kilometer
n we saw from a distance that some people were going round and round in circle with some burning thing on their heads
We got a bit scared because we've never seen anything like this before
Nevertheless, we went ahead with some...
#scary
#ghosts
290 reads
10 Comments
nutbuster
D C
D C
Poem Published
29th Oct 2023 10:41pm
29th Oct 2023 10:41pm
Groans of Halloween
Groans of Halloween
The gust of the wind never reached my window.
Yet the lights flickered on and off.
A flash of lightning could be seen from afar.
The roar of hollowing groans.
It was a deafening sound that was getting closer and closer
They moaned in sheer agony, they stirred, they all uprose
Not a word was spoken, only eyes that glowed in fright.
The site was strange; could I be dreaming, perhaps?
To have seen the dead rise was not what my mind could comprehend
Where the hell did they come from? Was it through...
The gust of the wind never reached my window.
Yet the lights flickered on and off.
A flash of lightning could be seen from afar.
The roar of hollowing groans.
It was a deafening sound that was getting closer and closer
They moaned in sheer agony, they stirred, they all uprose
Not a word was spoken, only eyes that glowed in fright.
The site was strange; could I be dreaming, perhaps?
To have seen the dead rise was not what my mind could comprehend
Where the hell did they come from? Was it through...
#fiction
#scary
201 reads
3 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
13th Aug 2024 10:16pm
13th Aug 2024 10:16pm
Young turtle
The young turtle does not know
That her mother preserved her
Because she wanted to eat her egg
And if she knew she would not care anyway
In a cold, cold universe.
That her mother preserved her
Because she wanted to eat her egg
And if she knew she would not care anyway
In a cold, cold universe.
#scary
116 reads
2 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
6th Oct 2024 00:24am
6th Oct 2024 00:24am
Shhh...Silence
The Hoia Forest, known as the Bermuda Triangle of Romania, a source of every eerie, unusual activity. Trees grew with strange shapes, twisting and wriggling into the most strange forms, morphed and bent in peculiar ways, together creating a pine green canopy covering the soil with a thick blanket of merged foliage, casting shadows over the atmosphere. The swirling fog throughout the woods made it even harder to see the darkness lurking around.
Locals warned of the danger taking root in there. Many hikers, adventurers and even idiotic paranormal enthusiasts—such as myself—who find...
Locals warned of the danger taking root in there. Many hikers, adventurers and even idiotic paranormal enthusiasts—such as myself—who find...
#dark
#fear
#scary
113 reads
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
8th Oct 2023 11:47am
8th Oct 2023 11:47am
Halloween fun
#scary
149 reads
2 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
19th Sep 2021 3:09pm
19th Sep 2021 3:09pm
A Very Dangerous Man
Alone in a house a man lay bound in ropes, hidden by the night. Not even the moon shone into the cellar, for the small window was boarded up. The man never saw the sun or the stars. He heard no voices, no laughter.
In the cellar a light bulb hung from the ceiling. I stood over the man, observing him gurgle, watching the blood dribble from his nose and stain his gag. The man's name was Damien.
They think I don't see, but I do. I see everything. I see them snivelling and running. I see them laughing. They are laughing at me, their voices piercing and hideous. I...
In the cellar a light bulb hung from the ceiling. I stood over the man, observing him gurgle, watching the blood dribble from his nose and stain his gag. The man's name was Damien.
They think I don't see, but I do. I see everything. I see them snivelling and running. I see them laughing. They are laughing at me, their voices piercing and hideous. I...
#scary
#mystery
#risk
425 reads
9 Comments
poetOftragedy
Poem Published
4th Jun 2018 11:15pm
4th Jun 2018 11:15pm
Playing God
Infecting every innocent brain, making them fall into sin
Questioning every Christian's faith, making them doubt what they believe
Larking in the deep dark shadows to instill fear
Whispering words of madness to blur what seems clear
Tempting every wicket soul, telling them what they want to hear
Offering my sweet salvation to all those in need
Promising a better tomorrow at a cost of a deal
Who's to deny me?,I dwell inside the weak
Slowly taking away your everything until you have only your soul to give
You're my tool, the world is my garden and...
Questioning every Christian's faith, making them doubt what they believe
Larking in the deep dark shadows to instill fear
Whispering words of madness to blur what seems clear
Tempting every wicket soul, telling them what they want to hear
Offering my sweet salvation to all those in need
Promising a better tomorrow at a cost of a deal
Who's to deny me?,I dwell inside the weak
Slowly taking away your everything until you have only your soul to give
You're my tool, the world is my garden and...
#dark
#evil
#God
#Christian
#scary
737 reads
4 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
30th Sep 2024 4:52pm
30th Sep 2024 4:52pm
Scapino
The new flats built on Eagle Street were semi-luxurious and advertised as being for "young professionals". Previously it had been a council property and used to house needy families as well as other "problem cases" that the local authorities felt obliged to deal with, including addicts and recently released prisoners. There was a scandal two years before the council sold the premises when the tenants of one flat murdered a young man whom they'd brought home from a nightclub. One of the killers was a collector of clown memorabilia and seemed especially fond of a persona...
#evil
#ghosts
#horror #scary
#horror #scary
134 reads
3 Comments
prometheus5290
Poem Published
16th Oct 2022 7:07am
16th Oct 2022 7:07am
Baby Teeth
Mother likes to collect things, mementos that remind her of us. When I visit her, I always bring something with me from her grand kids. She does not get to do much, so she really enjoys opening little packages to see what I brought her. When my brother and I were younger, she kept everything of ours. She kept our first shoes, our first blankets, our first diapers, the hair from our first haircuts. As we got older, she collected our baby teeth when they fell out. She would get very excited when a tooth got loose and she would have a new memento to collect. She would put the new tooth in...
#scary
325 reads
0 Comments
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