Horror. Poems - Poems about Horror.

Creepy patience, eerie desires following the dreamlike honeycomb, consistent unawareness, wax in tatters, exhaling fortune-tellers, spooky scenario, come in harlequin mischievous, that is not time, that is your life; brave, remain unhinged, so easy to say until a certain...Read the rest...

The gathered, outside my house, lingered long, As if it were Halloween night - A rogue's gallery of goblins and ghouls, They were an unwanted sight. Their faces had a strange semblance of masks, Looking like twisted versions of me. Yet,...Read the rest...

Fiendish, they encapsulate strawberries; Subliminal message makes mouths water; Phantasms won’t let go of the fields lost to the four winds of conflagration; Subliminal message makes mouths water, you can smell such a superb sweetness; Lost to the four...Read the rest...

Night after night, images flicker on the tube Horrific images of ‘the enemy’ dying Dying ‘Agent-Orange’ deaths ...Read the rest...

alligator eyes in a Florida river so creepy red eyes...Read the rest...

Atomic bombs are dropped on babies Humanity is thrown out of the door Humanity is dead. Humanity is no more There are too many aggressive and demoniac atrocities Wars are heartless, bestial, perilous, satanic and deadly The hypocrisy is clearly...Read the rest...

[Fiction Out West] A mining town, among others, had been shut down the longest. Long before the mines closed, and all the towns followed. As the story goes; one night, a 10-year-old boy walks into a...Read the rest...

A waste paper basket, a trash can, a bin Whatever you call it, some things won’t stay in The things that you write Long into the night May make, when discarded… one hell of a din * Don’t write by moonlight...Read the rest...

Sweet moment recall Laughter behind porticos During Pompeii's fall....Read the rest...

The resonance of the old vampire’s voice holds the soul of the French Quarter; Thick as a rich pot of red beans and rice just waiting to be devoured; You can hear the succulent sound of jazz in...Read the rest...

"Maybe I am not very human - what I wanted to do was to paint sunlight on the side of a house. There is a sort of elation about sunlight on the upper part of...Read the rest...

Death, you're freed; With one taste define nightlife; Now I will take you, drip for me as I taste and then erase your anguish; Give yourself to the Witching hour; Strawberries decadent in moonlight, it was not the apple that Eve...Read the rest...

I felt the weight on the covers press down under nothing but darkness with nothing but something beside me ...Read the rest...

. yup ...Read the rest...

The Hypocrite The Doubter hides behind religious guise, Mistakes the raven for the pigeon in darkened skies. His words beguile, twisting my skeletal fancy into a deceitful smile, Espousing, “Darkness must be exposed by light”, all the while. Release the...Read the rest...