I hate Christmas
Church and turkey
Dolls and dollhouses
Pretty dresses, I hated it all
I was only 11
I was not so tall
Uncle would visit
Jovial and sweet
He always brought those extra treats
In the night, so silent he crept
Telling me I was pretty
Touching me as I wept
I was to be the silent one
For its better off than dead
The boogieman would be coming
If I opened my mouth and said
I do not wear dresses
I am fat as can be
Inside is the silent one
Now no one will touch me
Categories:
boogieman, angst, confusion, horror,
Form: Free verse
I shiver at the thought of being attacked by owls,
My home infested by Carols' pesky trolls,
A fire breathing dragon,flying around in the lobby,
Or a hand crawling around searching for it's body,
A hunchback with six eyes in his head,
Or zombies walking around calling themselves,the living dead,,,
I am scared of bats,turning into vampires,
Gorgons hopping around,throwing balls of fire,
Werewolves with scars,Chuckies with stitches,
And that big hairy bump on the nose of witches,
Blood running from the nozzle when I turn on the faucet,
Or skeletons and the Boogieman playing cards in the closet,,,
Right now i'm in a dark,dark room,hiding under the bed,
Features of my face growing taller,changing the shape
of my head,
Fingernails becoming fangs,eyes turning red,
GRRRR!!!it's HOLLOWEEN again,a night of feast
for the rising dead,,,
Categories:
boogieman, death, halloween, hilarious, horror,
Form: Rhyme
I creep in at night,
When all lights are out.
While you peacefully sleep,
When no-one’s about.
No stars in the sky,
No fresh baked bread.
Only you,
Me,
And my breath on your neck.
Hush now child, go to sleep,
For tonight you will dream,
And I will creep.
Through cracks in your walls,
Or holes in your floors.
It matters not, I have trained on scores.
I cut my teeth,
On bedposts,
And springs.
I sharpened my claws,
On cradles,
And dreams.
I perfected this dance,
Each child,
Each fright.
I hope to dance with you, child……..
TONIGHT!!!!
Categories:
boogieman, fear, halloween,
Form: Free verse
One sentence to turn the light to darkness
One feeling that takes hold
My body freezes and goes frigid
My present disappears and the past floods
Monsters from under the bed
The boogieman comes out the closet
Please stop it, I don't want to know this
I don't want to remember this
Please take me away, far from this
Tears fall like waterfalls
The pain clouds everything
Someone save me
Now instead of later on
Bring me back, revive me
I feel like there's no way
Please help me
Not to remember
Categories:
boogieman, angst, depression, fear, sad,
Form: Free verse
I heard you saw the Sandman slip
his dust into my eyes,
and that you thanked him for the deed
before he left my side.
I heard you caught the Boogieman
while I was tucked in bed,
and that you kept his fiendish friends
from gath'ring round my head.
I heard you saw my mother switch
my tooth with something round:
this quarter 'neath my pillow that
I just this morning found.
I heard you told the monster 'neath
my bed it wasn't right--
to startle me, or any kid,
so very late at night.
I heard you captured all the fears
that usually make me wake in tears
by letting all the nightmares near
then casting out your net.
It's you who made them disappear;
for that, I'm glad we met.
I doubt that I could sleep at all
without you watching from my wall.
Categories:
boogieman, childhood, children
Form: Ballad
Your dark secrets might keep
while Tim Osman's asleep
since coercion tips steep
to stagger those who weep
when republics get choked
by operatives provoked
to snuff freedom while cloaked
behind handles revoked.
Beware the friends you find
while making up your mind
since institutes maligned
shall toss your prayers behind
as they plan their missions
of fascist renditions
while paper magicians
feed their greed ambitions.
So they hype and parade
the boogieman they made,
brandishing their crusade
until each mind's betrayed.
Categories:
boogieman, confusion, political, war
Form: Monorhyme
My face is covered
In splotches
My hair is dull and brown
My stomach bulges
And my butt is fat
My back- it aches
My head- it throbs
I stubbed my toe
Again
He looked at me
She pulled my hair
And at my clothes
The always stare
My side- it pains
My finger’s jammed
And in the door
My hand was slammed
There’s a moth
I scream with fright
I run away
With all my might
My room’s dark
My feet are cold
And there’s the boogieman
I was told.
Categories:
boogieman, life
Form: Free verse
I wore a tiny hat
knitted with threads of honesty,
but not knowing
what he had come to see…
I scared the boogieman!
Behind the creepy-crossed-eyes
I couldn’t tell, he was a sheep or a wolf
Yet to tell the whole truth,
I had myself to blame
Knowing
That’s how he made his fame-
Lame,
but as much as I hate the game…
I had to scare the boogieman
He was the one who was set out
to give me stress-
A corporate bully, at his best
who must’ve taken me for something less
Trying to make me stray
stealing my entire day
While with a grin
Made me a prisoner in my own skin.
That’s why!
I scared the boogieman.
Categories:
boogieman, me, me,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
Why cant this world be a better place
Where every man woman child wear a smile upon their face
Where everyone has a home to shelter them from the cold
Where the children of the world have their chance to grow old
Where everyone has food and water that is pure
Where every disease comes with a cure
Where are streams are not polluted with waste
where we have no war over power or race
Where all people don't need a reason to care
Where when we breathe its clean air
Where pollution doesnt blur are sight
Where the boogieman dosent walk are streets at night
Where do we find this world thats a better place
Its In a world where all has come togather as one race
Categories:
boogieman, life, world,
Form: Rhyme
quiet as you all lay down
the boogieman comes without a sound
stealing into your open sleep
ready to eat your little soul without a peep
i hear him through my one open eye
i see him with my tightly shut ears
to gobble me up inside
using my darkest fears
the Ijerraq knows when I will die
because him peered through my one open eye
softly he came and out i went
through deaths door
my life cold and spent
Categories:
boogieman, death,
Form: I do not know?