Ghastly Poems - Poems about Ghastly

Upon this pillow I lay my head with the crucifix dangling around me and incense burning in front of me. I wasn’t quite sure how I got there but something peculiar was happening over there, and not too far from me a basin with purified water sits orderly with a clean folded towel tucked beside...

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I Are you fascinated with languages Including all swear words, and vulgarities Some actually are as pleasant as cakes But serious questions about LIGHTNING: It is a gerund; the happening is the THING Making a verb into a noun, as we do with FEEL-ing II Moving on from lightning and feeling - The top of the line on offer is LOVING As with theology, so...

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A Gruesome tale unlike the norm, that takes upon a creatures form. No tail of lizard no Eye of Newt. All the ingredients are in your suit. No wistful yarns of witches so sweet, in this bloody tale they lop off your feet. Crunching and noshing them to their delight. think this is the end?...

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A man collected a dime To commit a crime; The wildest cheer After lifting his spear; A decided thrust On a flesh asking for eleventh-hour trust But surely heading for the dust Where iron and steel also rust. Execution, now enjoying a mime, On the victim’s nostrils a filmy slime; Off and on receiving a ghastly tear, Here and there an agonizing sear. Murderer keeps looking at...

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From the house of the dead it came with long spindly toes and crooked nose. It stood on its hind legs to a height of eight feet on knobby knees against the breeze. “Why are you here? What’s the reason?” Such a shrill screech did it release! It held hourglass and scythe in its sinuous claws. It gave me fright to view that sight. It...

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no one knows him in the room except by loss of breath greeted as unwelcome guest his stinking scent is death noses wrinkled in disgust when sensed this gust of wind all souls beneath his sickly scent are far too quickly pinned. inhaled in gasps of shortened breath each person feels impending death. Surprised, all eyes begin to scan so desperate for a breeze or fan. Feeling...

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Flowing Deep, Those Ghastly Shards Of Regret Flowing deep, those ghastly shards of regret and the spasms they birth in weeping soul no reprieve, caught in that sorrowful net love's joyous flag no longer had its pole. Moon was shining and sky was gleaming bright. That fateful night, I was blind, without sight. Never saw her again, I ran away bare truth is,...

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ALARMING GHASTLY GHOSTLY HOST-- I saw an alarming ghost, It wasn't all by choice; I saw a scary spectre, swapping alarming for scary...entomb host; swapping ghost for the spectre, gravesite loyal protector; ~ I saw an alarming ghost; I heard a ghastly ghost, swapping alarming for a ghastly scary loyal host; 6/12/19...

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Bazaar Buzzard Bizarre...

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life expires without signs... his ghost's remnants mirroring lesions of her mournful gaze, tears pour out with unexpected lament: scoundrel of hours raking breath, her nights lost. Broken Wings' Contest: Dust Off A Memory 10/25/2017...

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a ghastly mistake to interact in the first place but interaction was made relationship was established years together failed miserable never had a snow balls chance in hell of ever lasting for the long hall...

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Ghastly Grave Gathering Gran and grandpa are gone Giving grandchildren gifts Generations greedy Guilty, grabbing for gain Granted gratis gold goods Girls grovel gracelessly Gluttonous grandkids grief November 2016...

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wheatgrasses of morn ringlets tattered by maelstorm- I lay on dirt path, wailing into night's refrain quill darts on flamed papyrus ghastly the boogeyman's haunt 5/30/2015 Contest: Boogeyman for Nayda Ivette Negron...

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The Terrible Ghastly Beastliness of "THE POTATO CADAVER UNDEAD REVIVAL" (sonnet) The Potato of Terror, April 24th 2002 They dug him up with a great pointed spade, Awoke him from his rest of ninety years, And O what a great bellowing he made, And shook his fists, and twitched his pointed ears! For there was much skullduggery afoot, And horrid ghastly beastliness besides, The...

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In the dark of night When the moon is ripe And loneliness my companion Sad songs drifting sounding tripe Fuelling my ghastly depression There I sit watching misery Spider walking up the wall Whisky bottle brings memories Memory takes me to a dance hall There I met her tall and blonde A vision so divine Our eyes met was love's sight I had to make her mine Love...

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