Best Skeletons In The Closet Poems
Below are the all-time best Skeletons In The Closet poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of skeletons in the closet poems written by PoetrySoup members
Dancing Skeletons In the ClosetI dance in and out of your peripheral vision
I'm not really sure you see me at all you see the empty spaces I take up
I...
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, dark, death, grief, suicide,
Form:
Verse
Skeletons In the ClosetI don't know what to do anymore.
I've forgotten what this bed is for.
It's going to take a leap of faith.
I jump in bed and...
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, forgiveness, recovery from...love, me,
Form:
Narrative
Skeletons In the ClosetEveryone has one,
yes my friend its true,
those deep dark secrets,
that make yourself YOU.
Skeletons in the closet,
call it what you will,
sooner or later that closet opens,
and...
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skeletons in the closet, lifedark, dark,
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I do not know?
Trophy WifeI watch your riveting sonatas
Layer decadent truffles
Upon his pupils
Leaking wanton tears
Grasping for serenity
To have epilogue’s slow dance
You latch onto love’s empty façade.
No return flights to...
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, life, relationship,
Form:
Free verse
Skeleton In My ClosetSkeleton in my Closet
I had many sleepless nights
And walked a painful path
Sorrow, heartache and pain
I remembered from my past...
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, girlfriend-boyfriend, life, pain, life,
Form:
Rhyme
RapeIn my mind this horror remains in my remembrance.
That awful, dreadful day, that man took my innocence.
I was just barely 15 yrs. old.
Not the cocky...
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skeletons in the closet, life, people, sad, me,
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I do not know?
The WeddingEven after the rice was thrown and the streets picked cleaned
A lonely squirrel searched for his share of the bounty
The widows had put their...
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, dedication, wedding, wife, love,
Form:
Epic
Wake Up, BkSuch a beautiful sleeper but yet a
life filled with nightmares;
A demon fighter since her younger age;
I applaud this princess for her strength....
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, emotions, faith, inspirational, recovery
Form:
Prose Poetry
This Is Who I AmI’m friends with the skeletons in the closet,
Knives, razors and all sharp instruments are my best friends.
Poison; they’re my parents,
Guns are my cousins.
Water save me...
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, allusion, emo, suicide,
Form:
Narrative
Categories:
skeletons in the closet, dream, growth,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Zoe"Drop your pants Zoe"
"No, am scared"
"You will love it, trust me"
"Aa aa aa am scared"
"Look into my eyes, Zoe"
"Okay, be gentle"
It's the deafening sound of...
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, blue, child abuse, dark,
Form:
Free verse
The Things I'Do
What do I have to do__To make you believe I'm true?
I'm willing to do whatever it takes__To make your dreams come true.
I've been having dreams...
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet,
Form:
Acrostic
Dreary DazeNight market stalls
So much to see;
Feel happy daze
Curious eyes feast
Seek a fond buy;
Pretty things shout
Street food vendor
Pleasant fare delights;
Long queue waiting
Crowded street
Hawker offerings;
Brisk buy and...
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, angst,
Form:
Haiku
Grim DelightSun kissed roses and moon cast shadows,
this garden holds dark beauty.
Shifting eyes are ever watchful,
seeking me out with devilish glee.
Haunted castle looming above,
with it's banshee...
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, death, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse
The Monsters Under My BedWhy?
Why do people spend so much time on such irrational fears?
Why are we so fixated on problems that aren't really there?
Why do we keep troubling...
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, fear,
Form:
Prose