Best Closet Poems

She went into the closet one day
But what a high price she did pay
 
Her hubby he wanted a cuddle
But this act soon burst their bubble
 
The door of the closet shut fast
His ardour was a thing of the past
 
Their claustrophobia was getting worse
So...

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It calls to me,
From the darkness,
It sings,
Ever so sweetly,
A finger beckons,
Bloody and scarred,
I can feel the terror,
Clutching at my heart,
The whispers,
The hinge squeaking,
The door softly creaking,
The covers are over my head,
My throat locked in dread,
The closet inhabited by the dead,
Calling, singing,
The crack widening,
As I begin...

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Lights turn off
and a small child whimpers in fear
afraid of the monster in his closet
or the eyes under his bed.
 
He cries silently,
attempting bravery for the first time
or he wails, cowardly
never trying something new and courageous.
 
His mother comes to aid him
and make sure he's...

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Skeleton in my Closet 
  
I had many sleepless nights 
And walked a painful path 
Sorrow, heartache and pain 
I remembered from my past 
I've done many things 
I know wasn't right 
And the skeletons in my closet 
Came back to hunt my life...

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In my man cave, is a closet
Which would spawn horrible critiques
Totes full of old computer parts
Some of which my be antiques

Various plumbing parts abound
But Lord knows I'm not a plumber
Game parts, tools, nuts, bolts and nails
Old clothes from winter to summer

There is some work out...

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The closet held secrets
    his deepest fears
  It hadn't been opened
    in nigh on ten years

  He'd painted it over
    sealed it so tight
  its eerie green glow
    flickered ghost-white

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Gun in the closet,
One in the drawer,
One under the pillow,
Does he need any more?

Scotch on the bar,
Jealousy on the mind
Can take you too far...
Your fate can be signed...

A loud bang,
A jolt,
A puff of smoke,
Gone is Beauty
In one sad stroke...

The Devil helped
Pull the trigger,
Why?
Cause he loves
To...

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There's a monster in my closet. 
It lurks around waiting for me 
to sleep. 
It peeks through the crack in 
the door.
It's angry and dark.
It destroys what it does not like 
and in the end it destroys me.

The monster is becoming 
impatient.
Soon the closet doors...

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Mom kissed me on the forehead and tucked under my covers.
There is a chill all over me as I look over at the dark closet.
I am afraid…
Swallowing hard, I felt my heart beginning to race.
Alarm bells are going off inside, someone is watching.
I can feel...

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She looks like death on a crippled spider
Hips like an elephant, maybe wider
My friends came over and saw
My ugly mother-in-law
Next time they come they want me to hide her...

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my Shoes-
linger   at the bottom of my closet
oh sexy heels
in a rainbow of colors

oooh la la . . . 

high  and   lower   flat as can be

and when I need to find 
just one pair to wear 
it is...

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     When I was about eight years old we lived in an old  house.  It had three stories
 
plus an attic and like any old house it had creaks and groans.  At night the house

seemed haunted.  Well,...

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 "...and 
the modist 
carving 
into the 
closet 
door 
read: 

"I do not place my life, nor my trust, 
my belief nor my faith within 
the 
resume 
of man, 
nor within 
his cause. 

For he 
proclaimed, 
is but a 
mere 
farthing 
of his 
merest 
self;...

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           In
        Mother
   Moon's armoire

  hang star-gilded 
   gowns of indigo
   silk, heady with
  ...

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Hiding Place

After the beatings your darkness was
my protection. My source of comfort
after the sexual assaults. Hanging clothes
were a curtain against the evil.
Blankets on the floor held me close
and secure. As a child you were my favorite
friend. My hiding place.
...

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