Best Haunted Poems

The Haunted House

Driving with my date at midnight, looking at the August moonlight, 
lonely road, no one in eyesight, searching for a place to park.
Off the road a mansion ‘pearing, in the woods, back in a clearing,
all alone this mansion fearing, stands deserted in the...

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The family had just moved into an old castle in Scotland; 
mother, father and their only daughter, Emmie, that they loved so deeply. 
Emmie was only 12 years old, and so innocent and beautiful. 
One night, she was woken up by a dripping sound; 
an...

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Steps in -
What din!

Rat squeaks 
Floor creaks

Let loose,
Ghost boos

Blood Pool -
Bats drool!

Strobe lights,
Snake bites

Suspense -
Live Fence!

Zombie -
Crombie*

Cat's eyes -
On mice

Closed space,
Lined face

Blue slime,
Red grime

Skulls stare -
BEWARE

Quiver,
Shiver!

Loud cry...
Mouth dry 

Our horde
Spots board: ....


Your end,
My friend


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A hole in the head shooting pain trembles
nightshades coldly down the spine
a soul lost in the land of the living
carried away in darkness
flying inside dark clouds holding just a dream

Distant thunder roars lightening splitting cracks
sure as the crow flies crawling opens Hell's gates
dark jewels of...

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I will never ever forget
that haunted look 
in her huge blue eyes

She was only four years old ...
an innocent child
who witnessed her beloved daddy 
fall to the floor and die

After the trauma of his death
she never spoke another word  

Written for Haunted Contest
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The Haunted House

An aging Victorian graphite three story house sat on a 
promontory, lonely, deserted, weathered and forlorn.
Broken windows showed signs of cruel abuse from
passersby amused by throwing rocks we surmised. 
This skeletal shell of a one-time elegant beauty
became a welcome refuge for my sister...

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I missed a blind corner one grim stormy night,
On a dark forest road, with no phone.
The crash was severe, but what gave me more fright
Was I had to walk out all alone.

A mile, maybe two, and there loomed into view
An imposing stone manor, quite old.
I...

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It stood there
looking empty and old,
neglected and sad
with windows shuttered,
covered in shadow 
both day and night,
hovered over 
by trees whose branches
disguised the house
and made it seem 
a part of the 
overgrown landscape, 
completely surrounding it,
keeping strangers and unawares
at bay.

It stood there
shrinking from the present
almost lifeless,
a...

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I’m haunted by these things from long ago;
mistakes that from the past I now regret;
these blunders of my youth that I now know,
and wish that I could change, but it’s too late;
and on my mind it’s like a heavy weight;
these haunting things which now I...

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There is a place I will not trend nor will Angels least attend,
Where witches mix their brew and the warlocks let it spew…
All spiders on the walls keeping busy with their creepy crawls,
Wolves howling at the moon dancing darkness in their commune…

Beware evil spells incantation...

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Dare not rove in the woods on Halloween 
There are witches there who are best not seen
They tempt one with brew that resembles stew
Truth is what goes in the brew’s not for you.

They put in chewed bones from fingers and toes
What they consider gravy, no...

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The Haunted House

‘Room to Let’ the signage read, 
and though it looked run down,
I’d found no other place to stay
since I was new in town.

When I knocked upon the door,
a voice called out, “Please enter.”
“Hello,” I answered in reply.
“I’d like to be your renter.”

A lovely...

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Luna's specter glows
   Gazing at her reflection
In the black night sea







Inspired by Raul's "Reflections" contest...

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A hole in the head shooting pain trembles
nightshades coldly down the spine
a soul lost in the land of the living
carried away in darkness
flying inside dark clouds holding just a dream

Distant thunder roars lightening splitting cracks
sure as the crow flies crawling opens hells gates
dark jewels of...

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In the night's chilling air a phantom figure, drags itself from
The watery edge of the river bank, emerging, rising upward
From beneath the moonlight's illumination, she is free, to walk
The earth's spiritual plain of existence once more.
In soaked layers shifts, of tatters whiten lace, the corporeal
Image...

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