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Abc Halloween Poems | Abc Poems About Halloween

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Bitter by ; being mentally bruised and battered most of my life,
shaken with fright without a single soul to help me
through the troubles unseen horrors of the night, 
from an evil source that I fear to strike. 
But as the evil forces, who limited my choices 
that when I found my stallion horses. 
Swiftly it came to my head I can run and I cannot hide, 
feeling the Beast closing in on every time I decide to hide. 
Tired of running and tired of alluding this
relentless creep as my red bolt eyes weep 
feeling rest-less, likes a lonely defeated warrior from his home in retreat 
that is when I knew it time to rest, to release my Beast. 
But in a fight, I may not win however as I cast out my dirty words sin
I made sure it felt my impact, to the bloody end.

by Keith Kadell

Copyright © Keith Relf | Year Posted 2013

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Trick Or Treat

If on Halloween you seek something sweet,
Always remember to say trick or treat
For if the wrong house you happen to pick,
You may be the victim of a scary trick
Cause ghosts goblins are everywhere,
Trying to give you a really good scare


Copyright © JANICE HERZOG | Year Posted 2013

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Careful what you wish for spell

Bubble bubble toil and trouble,
Everything you've done you'll get back double.
Eye of newt, Rat's decay,
good and bad, in every way.
Wing of bat and tongue of frog,
The things you despise will become a fog.
Slime of toad, venom of snake and skin,
what you desire most shall be awakened.
Goblin's ear and witch's kiss
Be careful what you wish.
fore with this spell and potion's brew,
you may actually get it.... TIMES TWO!!!!

*Wicked witch's cackle*

Copyright © brandi foote | Year Posted 2013

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Nocturnal Monsters

Zombies yearn xanthic waterproof
vestibules, under tannic, stagnant, repugnant quagmires.
Places odious nocturnal monsters like killer jackals, ingest
humans, grappling for every decadent, 
crunchy brain appetizer.

Written Oct.6th , 2015 for “first ever Z Y X contest - Poetry Contest”.

Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015

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Wishing Witch

            Wishing Witch 

My Halloween screenplay is funny as can be
It’s funny how witchcraft is what we need to see

Brewing up trouble with all your classmates
The teacher will get angry, make no mistake

Crazy riddles from a child can be so scary
Being her classmate leaves you feeling wary
You may start a princess and end as a boar
As her riddles will leave you in an uproar

Will you return to normal after all this nonsense
Is the question that has everyone in suspense

You may not have believed in the paranormal
But you will start to see the proof is abysmal 

Trick-or-treating can be more than a trick
As Jenny needs to get out of this fix

Laughter that gets you jumping off your seat
This screenplay is hilarious, that  you’ll see

So if you’re looking for some trouble
To get you out of your bubble
Go to the site, quick and on the double		

By: Doris Anne Beaulieu
At :   

Copyright © Doris Beaulieu | Year Posted 2014

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Halloween Mask....

White as  Ghosts...
I wore a mask
it was to cover
my feelings of shyness....
White as ghosts....
I drew further from you...
deeper into regret....
white as ghosts.....

Copyright © Eva J Tortora | Year Posted 2006

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Shadows Beneath Me

                                     A spirit appears at night,
                                       showing its cold eyes,
                                    simply glaring at it in fright,
                                    a memory I couldn't erase,
                                    for that spirit had my face.

                                      With its red eyes glows,
                                  it disappears from the shadows,
                                even when I was walking at night,
                                     no man, woman or child,
                           but feel that same presence behind me,
                                  but there was no one in sight.

                                  even though I continue to walk,
                             I can feel a cold chill beneath my feet,
                             that spirit only appears in the shadows,
                            not a speck of moonlight or a single spark,
                                 enjoying itself hiding in the dark.

                                    it rises beneath the ground,
                                       showing its ugly frown,
                                with its eyes looking dead at me,
                                        beware the shadows,
                                    for it's never been foreseen,
                                       beware in the night,
                                      because it's Halloween.


Copyright © verlena dillard | Year Posted 2014

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The Halloween Store

Hesitantly I walked into the Halloween store
Afraid of all the macabre decor
Witches laughed in the aisles nearby
And there were other sounds such as bloody curdling cries
Spiderwebs hung all over the place
And dismembered hung an agonized face
"Don't be frightened" an employee told me
"Such is the spirit of Halloween"
I could not find the costume I wanted to wear
As a matter of fact there were no costumes there
I turned to leave the frightening place
But the door slammed shut right in my face!
The employees gathered  and slowly walked towards me
Their sinister intentions as plain as can be
This was not a Halloween store at all
But merely a front for this sinister ball

Copyright © Tommy Carson | Year Posted 2015

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The Shame of Living

A foolish job that takes away our most precious gift
In a sea of debt, student loans and careers we drift
With ailments, viruses and social stigma we slowly rot
 The American dream is what we all sought
But with love, jealousy, and sadness we lost our way
The people we care for most leave us at the end of the day 
Crime, racism, sexism and hate infecting the earth
I hardly see any redeeming qualities in me let alone self-worth
So how can I change this tormented place we call home?
I can’t but I will smile at this place when I die alone.

Copyright © Djinn Ortiz | Year Posted 2016

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Next Halloween

                     "Next Halloween"

Walking with strangers as parents look on

Speaking of the greatness the last house dropped in their bag

Giddy with sugar and the excitement of the night to come

Such innocence noticed by the horror behind the scenes

Trick or treat you may hear from house to house

Please and thank you from the chocolate mouths

As they walk in closeness with those they walk with

Unaware of the dangers happening in the distance

Yes honey. They're having a good time. Of course I took the good ones

As she hangs up the phone she feels a coldness throughout her frame

She shivers only to feel the pain of sharpness that opens her from the insides

Her stomach ripped open like Snickers candy, she slumps forward upon the horn

Blaring as it echoes through the tress above the children

Hiding the blood upon his hands as he silently travels behind the scene

As most turn towards the car where the lady lay in blood

No Face jams his knife upon a man that splits his skull like wood

No Face was just a mythical killer who's name was joked about

It's been years since his last debut, so now he must prove his truth

With maggots slithering in and out of the sockets where eyes belong

The rotten smell of death can be smelled upon the victims

Doors are being locked, guns are being loaded, screaming children found fleeing

The shocked stand in horror as the ground turns into a river of blood

Trying to turn in the direction of the screams their feet slip as down they fall

Before they even turn their eyes towards the stars, the pain of his blade slice them into pieces of bones and flesh

Halloween night is his night of horror that shall never be joked about

Through the victory of the gruesome display he's caused this town

He smiles in the anticipation of the growing intestinal food he'll feast on until his next return

Arms out wide he roars into the night sky as he steps into the shadows until next Halloween

Copyright © Brian Stoaks | Year Posted 2015

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And The Cemetery Was

And the cemetery was gloomy and eerie 
As the fog rolled in draping over the tall headstones 
If you listen close you could here the moans 
Of the dead souls all in different tones 
Night comes quickly and there is a full moon tonight 
All of this is starting to give me a freight 
All of this on a Halloween night 
The dead leaves are falling to the ground 
And as I step onto them 
They make all kinds of sounds 
I look to the left and look to the right 
And I trip over some grave site 
I slowly rise to my feet 
And can not believe what I can read 
Its my own name engraved in stone 
So I shake my head and look again 
And then a man stands before me with a grin 
I scream and stand there in fear 
He smacks me over my head with a shovel 
And I fall down like a shot deer 
The man even sits down and cracks open a beer 
I finally come too and I am all alone 
Buried beneath my headstone 

Copyright © Shawn Daniels | Year Posted 2016