Best Supernatural Poems

Campbells and Winchesters,
Dean,Sam and John, 
Together they are the Hunters,
Of the unknown 
Supernaturals.

They summoned,shoot,stakes 
and burnt,
Their preys of lore and legend,
Vampires,shapeshifters,zombies 
and demons,
You name them and they 
fought with them.

Castiel is their guardian Angel,
Against the yellow eyed 
demon Azazel,
Chosen a human with 
demon's blood,
To open...

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I like the way you are made
God’s gifts perfectly displayed
That kind of beauty will not fade 

Embrace who you are don’t be sorry
You were not made to be ordinary
Let the world witness extraordinary

she is pretty
in a unique way
why can she not see it



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All the faithful share in understanding
Handing on revealed truth
They have received the anointing of the Eternal Holy Spirit
Who instructs them
And Guides them into all truth

The whole body of the faithful
Cannot err in matters  of belief
This characteristic is shown in the supernatural appreciation of faith
(sensus...

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Ghouls and vampires
angels and demons.
The Winchesters retire
satans archaic legion.

Sam, the younger 
of the hunters,
gains strength from demon blood,
his crack, this cures his hunger.

Dean, the older of the two
his heavy fists make him a brute.
Once died, became satans dude,
revived, the brothers feud.


Name withheld until contest is...

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Eyes like fantastic moons that shiver in some stagnant lake
folded like a white rose-leaf
hair was golden as tints of sunrise
tongue is like a scarlet snake.

It took on deep roar as of a cloven world
running to and fro like frightened sheep
face as imperturbable as fate.
It began...

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The feel that makes every young mind anxious,
The topic which is never ending and mysterious.
Having felt an existence of good power,
Can't deny the probability of existence of evils.
When negative power is at its highest at 3am,
Rest of the day is reserved for godly powers !
Ouija...

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“Carry on my Wayward Son”,
Now you’re “Back in Black”,
You’re on the “Highway to Hell”,
But, I know you’ll be right back!
You act just like a “Renegade”,
Please “Don’t Fear the Reaper”,
“I Can’t Fight This Feeling Anymore”,
I know that you’re a keeper!
You have the “Eye of the Tiger”,
But,...

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Mantle--a fluid shelf that cradles all existence;
Soil--a table that nurtures all subsistence
Flora--a cultivated canvas that neutralizes resistance;
Fauna--a habituated benefactor of indulgence.

Wind--a mysterious force of ambivalence,
Dispersing seed and spore with diligence.
Fondling cloak that cools with benevolence;
Powerful menace that uproots with violence.

Fire, generative force imbuing hearth with...

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When God sneezes it's a
lightening show
Because when lightening flashes
it is not slow
Thunder clashes and the clouds
they show
Gods nose is running
but pure is the flow
Some may say God doesn't 
catch colds
But if God can get angry
why can't he catch colds
Some may say
what are his symtoms
When clouds...

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Every day is the same
Wondering why nothing
Ever changes, ever.
Thinking about what would
Happen if everyone listened. 
Listened to what I have to say.
Wanting to be someone more 
than just another face in a crowd, 
hidden by the happiness of others.
Thirteen years old, 8th grade, 
dance team,...

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Dearest Holy Spirit,

I'm grabbing this moment/medium
to tell you before the whole world
how so Dearly I LOVE YOU 
More than words can express
You share the deepest part of Me,MY SOUL
You Love me to a Fault
You are the one for me
My Best Friend,
My ever Present Paraclete,
I'll LOVE...

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Janet went down to the honky-tonk
for some line-dancing and some beer,
down to a joint called ‘Edna Mae’s,’
she always had a good time here.
Old Edna, tattooed, worked the bar,
three bikers player pool, one guy scarred,
a country band played Hank up front,
soon her first beer Janet had...

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...Janet’s eyes went wide at the words,
Edna said,”It was so tragic.
Steve would come dance on Friday nights,
with the girls he worked his magic.
He met a woman that that dark night,
had no idea she was a wife.
Her husband came up, in a rage,
found them in her...

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Miriam Colrick and her husband Brad,
tired of dank cities, crumbling and bad,
moved to New Hampshire, bought themselves a farm,
a place they could raise children without harm.

Fifty-six acres, half-forest, half-field,
space to stretch out, live a life that was real,
the only downside of their new homestead?
Some of...

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V.
He could hold his breath over a minute,
bullets hit water, didn’t penetrate it,
he’d used this trick before against his foes,
water stopped slugs fast, not many did know.

When he rose again the demons were out,
so Sol cried out “Have you had enough now?”
The wounded demon just...

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