Boogeyman Poems - Poems about Boogeyman

The thought is a terror when alone and you feel weak. Sometimes, the stakes are so high, for fear you dare not speak. Neither bet your honest dollar it will not enter through that door; Its arrival will unravel everything, ending your lives if nothing more. It's a fearsome being; such a despicable thing. It's my dad,...

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Feet patter through the leaves of the oak wood Her breaths frantic blond hair bent back Stops swivels and pivots seeing all she could Body sways and she prays for air to catch Then she see it lurch, lips grotesque, “Snack” Another step, “Come back,” hairbreadth snatch Her screams echo through the trees, crack Snap, tearing of tendon and chop chop...

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Not all of the boogeymen live under your bed Some can be worse than concoctions from your head Not all of them are green, with sharp and jagged teeth Some of them are orange, and hide their fangs underneath They try to hide beneath their masquerading wispy mane But the wind blows their cover, showing it's in vain They try to...

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Was terrified of the boogeyman Just a wee one when the stories began He lived in my closet Cause of much gossip When I heard him, hid behind the devan...

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Scared me all around Get down get down And moving all round Like a Up and down Turns the eyes closed Small and large image in the fences Blew of winds and curtains fall down Get down the bed, I am not a clown O boogeymen go away I will light the fire And that will work definitely like a closed wire Thinking...

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He is a creature of the night lives deep inside your closet comes out after midnight have you not heard the gossip? he is coming for me that's how the rumor has it he is coming for you so we both have to face it we haven't been good today we misbehaved mom and dad are asleep and we can't be saved i won't let go...

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After dusk it appears in fearful minds round Its function is to frighten all around Shapes and names changes all ground Hides under the beds or in closets surround. In the bedroom or bathroom attractive After midnight it becomes active Incline of amorphous shape turns eyes red with tear Creating a power of a deepest fear. Like a tentacles of shapeless form Cowards are...

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Silent as mist, I roam, my world is the still depths of blackest night. In search, yes, endless search, seeking the child of gray to black heart. Though forewarned, bad children are abundant, those pure of heart to be spurned in nights passage. I find the child of innocent heart, distasteful, not of interest nor matter to my need. My quest is...

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There is no specific appearance attributed to the horrifying Boogeyman, he may resemble Windico or diabolic Krampus; these creatures are spiteful and like to punish only the good kids. In my childhood he came around and hunted my longest nights and alone I started to tremble. The frightening Boogieman was after the young boys, he was as frightening as ghosts and...

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Bed time story Night sky stood still inky dark and gloomy There came a light that flickered zigzagging behind the clouds a sudden resounding loud sound of cymbals Heavy pouring rain commenced In my pajamas with heavy eyelids it is time for bed Mama sits by my side with her arms around me,...

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We lived in a home near the edge of the woods. Old wooden floors would creak with every step. One night when I was home alone with only our German Sheppard dog, Shep, to keep me company, The boogeyman came calling. He was dressed all in black with a hood covering his head. I had already retired to bed. I lay...

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As children we see the Boogeyman everywhere. In the closet, under the bed - and even under the stair. We even call him Monster and he is such a fright! He scares us so deeply - we have to sleep with light. We rush into our parents room and jump into bed with them. Only then do our fears begin...

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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, it did to an eight year old with a vivid...

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For some, the boogeyman is merely a fairytale of a creature that hides under their beds. For me, the boogeyman has never been so kind to hide under the bed, but rather he has made his home inside my head. My boogeyman isn't made of fairytales, instead he is pure fear. My mother told me...

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The Boogeyman Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron He’s a creepy and crawly shadow from the light, squeamy and haughty who awakes in the night. Screams from the child who becomes afraid, poor Andy cries out but on his bed he does stay. Then he quietly wanders to the closet in wonder, ...

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