Poems About Werewolves Published by Members Recently Online
#werewolves
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
20th Mar 2025 9:39pm
20th Mar 2025 9:39pm
She Turned Into A Werewolf
A werewolf slashed David dead.
Afterwards, it's bloodthirsty glance looked at Kathy.
She turned into a werewolf.
Afterwards, it's bloodthirsty glance looked at Kathy.
She turned into a werewolf.
#dark
#death
#fiction
#scary
#werewolves
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
20th Mar 2025 9:39pm
20th Mar 2025 9:39pm
She Turned Into A Werewolf
A werewolf slashed David dead.
Afterwards, it's bloodthirsty glance looked at Kathy.
She turned into a werewolf.
Afterwards, it's bloodthirsty glance looked at Kathy.
She turned into a werewolf.
#dark
#death
#fiction
#scary
#werewolves
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
20th Aug 2024 9:59pm
20th Aug 2024 9:59pm
Wolves and Priests
This night of savage beasts
Prayers uttered by fearful priests
Send for my matchlock gun
Wish to see the new days sun
Hide pierced by neither spear or swords
Grant me arms of heaven's hordes
Silver shot under Marian hoods
Hunting evil deep in the woods
Godsent man bless my arms
Wer hides I wish to harm
Fear has stalled the daily works
For what in the shadow lurks
A trace of blood in its cruel path
A pain inflicted by God's wrath?
...
Prayers uttered by fearful priests
Send for my matchlock gun
Wish to see the new days sun
Hide pierced by neither spear or swords
Grant me arms of heaven's hordes
Silver shot under Marian hoods
Hunting evil deep in the woods
Godsent man bless my arms
Wer hides I wish to harm
Fear has stalled the daily works
For what in the shadow lurks
A trace of blood in its cruel path
A pain inflicted by God's wrath?
...
#dark
#narrative
#night
#rhyming
#werewolves
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
20th Aug 2024 9:59pm
20th Aug 2024 9:59pm
Wolves and Priests
This night of savage beasts
Prayers uttered by fearful priests
Send for my matchlock gun
Wish to see the new days sun
Hide pierced by neither spear or swords
Grant me arms of heaven's hordes
Silver shot under Marian hoods
Hunting evil deep in the woods
Godsent man bless my arms
Wer hides I wish to harm
Fear has stalled the daily works
For what in the shadow lurks
A trace of blood in its cruel path
A pain inflicted by God's wrath?
...
Prayers uttered by fearful priests
Send for my matchlock gun
Wish to see the new days sun
Hide pierced by neither spear or swords
Grant me arms of heaven's hordes
Silver shot under Marian hoods
Hunting evil deep in the woods
Godsent man bless my arms
Wer hides I wish to harm
Fear has stalled the daily works
For what in the shadow lurks
A trace of blood in its cruel path
A pain inflicted by God's wrath?
...
#dark
#narrative
#night
#rhyming
#werewolves
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
20th Aug 2024 9:59pm
20th Aug 2024 9:59pm
Wolves and Priests
This night of savage beasts
Prayers uttered by fearful priests
Send for my matchlock gun
Wish to see the new days sun
Hide pierced by neither spear or swords
Grant me arms of heaven's hordes
Silver shot under Marian hoods
Hunting evil deep in the woods
Godsent man bless my arms
Wer hides I wish to harm
Fear has stalled the daily works
For what in the shadow lurks
A trace of blood in its cruel path
A pain inflicted by God's wrath?
...
Prayers uttered by fearful priests
Send for my matchlock gun
Wish to see the new days sun
Hide pierced by neither spear or swords
Grant me arms of heaven's hordes
Silver shot under Marian hoods
Hunting evil deep in the woods
Godsent man bless my arms
Wer hides I wish to harm
Fear has stalled the daily works
For what in the shadow lurks
A trace of blood in its cruel path
A pain inflicted by God's wrath?
...
#dark
#narrative
#night
#rhyming
#werewolves
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
20th Aug 2024 9:59pm
20th Aug 2024 9:59pm
Wolves and Priests
This night of savage beasts
Prayers uttered by fearful priests
Send for my matchlock gun
Wish to see the new days sun
Hide pierced by neither spear or swords
Grant me arms of heaven's hordes
Silver shot under Marian hoods
Hunting evil deep in the woods
Godsent man bless my arms
Wer hides I wish to harm
Fear has stalled the daily works
For what in the shadow lurks
A trace of blood in its cruel path
A pain inflicted by God's wrath?
...
Prayers uttered by fearful priests
Send for my matchlock gun
Wish to see the new days sun
Hide pierced by neither spear or swords
Grant me arms of heaven's hordes
Silver shot under Marian hoods
Hunting evil deep in the woods
Godsent man bless my arms
Wer hides I wish to harm
Fear has stalled the daily works
For what in the shadow lurks
A trace of blood in its cruel path
A pain inflicted by God's wrath?
...
#dark
#narrative
#night
#rhyming
#werewolves
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
20th Aug 2024 9:59pm
20th Aug 2024 9:59pm
Wolves and Priests
This night of savage beasts
Prayers uttered by fearful priests
Send for my matchlock gun
Wish to see the new days sun
Hide pierced by neither spear or swords
Grant me arms of heaven's hordes
Silver shot under Marian hoods
Hunting evil deep in the woods
Godsent man bless my arms
Wer hides I wish to harm
Fear has stalled the daily works
For what in the shadow lurks
A trace of blood in its cruel path
A pain inflicted by God's wrath?
...
Prayers uttered by fearful priests
Send for my matchlock gun
Wish to see the new days sun
Hide pierced by neither spear or swords
Grant me arms of heaven's hordes
Silver shot under Marian hoods
Hunting evil deep in the woods
Godsent man bless my arms
Wer hides I wish to harm
Fear has stalled the daily works
For what in the shadow lurks
A trace of blood in its cruel path
A pain inflicted by God's wrath?
...
#dark
#narrative
#night
#rhyming
#werewolves
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Lord_Stabdagger
Poem Published
4th May 2020 5:45pm
4th May 2020 5:45pm
Once Upon a Nightmare!
Once upon a nightmare, in a land where dreams turn sour, something wicked this way ventured, by the stroke of midnight hour. The fairy folk we know and love, are nowhere to be found, for something has been hunting them, their blood upon the ground.
Survivors of this spate of death, decide the time hath come, to assemble all to gather arms, and hunt the hunter down. One by one the fairy tales, the names we know so well, slaughtered by an unknown hand, enchantment gone to hell.
In spite of all their valour, for the most were far too late, the fairy folk were victims, of a...
Survivors of this spate of death, decide the time hath come, to assemble all to gather arms, and hunt the hunter down. One by one the fairy tales, the names we know so well, slaughtered by an unknown hand, enchantment gone to hell.
In spite of all their valour, for the most were far too late, the fairy folk were victims, of a...
#monsters
#apocalypse
#nightmares #werewolves
#nightmares #werewolves
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Lord_Stabdagger
Poem Published
4th May 2020 5:45pm
4th May 2020 5:45pm
Once Upon a Nightmare!
Once upon a nightmare, in a land where dreams turn sour, something wicked this way ventured, by the stroke of midnight hour. The fairy folk we know and love, are nowhere to be found, for something has been hunting them, their blood upon the ground.
Survivors of this spate of death, decide the time hath come, to assemble all to gather arms, and hunt the hunter down. One by one the fairy tales, the names we know so well, slaughtered by an unknown hand, enchantment gone to hell.
In spite of all their valour, for the most were far too late, the fairy folk were victims, of a...
Survivors of this spate of death, decide the time hath come, to assemble all to gather arms, and hunt the hunter down. One by one the fairy tales, the names we know so well, slaughtered by an unknown hand, enchantment gone to hell.
In spite of all their valour, for the most were far too late, the fairy folk were victims, of a...
#monsters
#apocalypse
#nightmares #werewolves
#nightmares #werewolves
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Lord_Stabdagger
Poem Published
4th May 2020 5:45pm
4th May 2020 5:45pm
Once Upon a Nightmare!
Once upon a nightmare, in a land where dreams turn sour, something wicked this way ventured, by the stroke of midnight hour. The fairy folk we know and love, are nowhere to be found, for something has been hunting them, their blood upon the ground.
Survivors of this spate of death, decide the time hath come, to assemble all to gather arms, and hunt the hunter down. One by one the fairy tales, the names we know so well, slaughtered by an unknown hand, enchantment gone to hell.
In spite of all their valour, for the most were far too late, the fairy folk were victims, of a...
Survivors of this spate of death, decide the time hath come, to assemble all to gather arms, and hunt the hunter down. One by one the fairy tales, the names we know so well, slaughtered by an unknown hand, enchantment gone to hell.
In spite of all their valour, for the most were far too late, the fairy folk were victims, of a...
#monsters
#apocalypse
#nightmares #werewolves
#nightmares #werewolves
882 reads
3 Comments
Lord_Stabdagger
Poem Published
4th May 2020 5:45pm
4th May 2020 5:45pm
Once Upon a Nightmare!
Once upon a nightmare, in a land where dreams turn sour, something wicked this way ventured, by the stroke of midnight hour. The fairy folk we know and love, are nowhere to be found, for something has been hunting them, their blood upon the ground.
Survivors of this spate of death, decide the time hath come, to assemble all to gather arms, and hunt the hunter down. One by one the fairy tales, the names we know so well, slaughtered by an unknown hand, enchantment gone to hell.
In spite of all their valour, for the most were far too late, the fairy folk were victims, of a...
Survivors of this spate of death, decide the time hath come, to assemble all to gather arms, and hunt the hunter down. One by one the fairy tales, the names we know so well, slaughtered by an unknown hand, enchantment gone to hell.
In spite of all their valour, for the most were far too late, the fairy folk were victims, of a...
#monsters
#apocalypse
#nightmares #werewolves
#nightmares #werewolves
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dejure
vick
vick
Poem Published
14th Oct 2015 8:04am
14th Oct 2015 8:04am
L Y C A N T H R O P Y
we have evolved
we don't need the moon to transform
but the pain hasn't resolved
that blistering sting
in the bottom of my spine
spreading like million needles
bulged veins in a root pattern
each hair piercing the skin
one after another
broken jaw, torn skin
the cracks in my face
forming the shape
swelled veins run to arms and legs
bursting out the nails, scattering blood
like a fucked up massacre
I'm the nastiest amongst us
I taste my fingers
eyes burn
flame remain ...
#anger
#dark
#violence #werewolves
#violence #werewolves
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DU Poetry : Poems About Werewolves Published by Members Recently Online
