Murder Mystery Poems - Poems about Murder Mystery

Who killed the MC? There he lay, splayed on the street Chalk outlined mic and fist A broken clock reads four past nine Tatters of a golden thread left at the scene Who gained from his silence? Streets alive with revelation Anarchic fire in the air They’re coming for us with their rhymes Gentlemen this isn’t what we had...

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Leaves of the oak trees congregated in clumps of whispering soldiers A devilment was afoot; the fey felt this and scurried to the meadow. Someone was dragging a heavy sack into the darkest shadows. The night shuddered, recognizing the evilness of the scoundrel. Perfect place to hide a body, most agreed. Those who were brave to look. Others hid behind...

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In twilight's hush, where shadows play, A paradox reigns, in endless sway, The good perish, while the wicked thrive, In this land, where virtue's brief, and vice survives. Patriots fall, like autumn's leaves, Assassinated, poisoned, for their noble deeds, Their voices silenced, before their time, As darkness feeds on justice's prime. Bola Ige, Barnabas Igwe, Marshall Harry too, Ogbonnaya Uche, Ken Saro-Wiwa, and more,...

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Oh greatness, the king of days You look so tired and stressed Are there no maids in the race? You acquired so much torture in quest They violated you for your good ways Great man full of honour, and no stress You began encountering their riotic pace Who killed the your power to test You had believed in acquiring grace Now that...

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In the cozy inn by the fire's warm glow Lies a woman's body, lifeless and cold Her hair splayed out, like flames in the hearth But no fire could warm her, not even in death The guests all gather, hushed whispers abound As they try to make sense of this tragedy profound Who could have done such a heinous crime? In this...

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A love twisted in a high school romance, Both fixated on puppy dog eyes, Skipping classes followed by lies, Predictions to never be seperated, Only as much as parents tolerated, They would run if given the chance, Upon a mellow river rusted a louring mill, Dim lit repairs by a scarecrow of a man, Alongside the river it was a small span, As skeletal...

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It starts with a hiss and a screech as the murder train pulls in at the station Its cars painted black its windows darkened by the secrets and sins of every nation The conductors smile is twisted and cruel his cold dead eyes collecting his fare Passengers board with a sense of dread knowing they soon will be beyond repair The train lurches...

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• Open a fridge door and see • The monster I grew up to be • Joe from next door is in parts • He disappeared the night I was playing darts • Frozen in place from shock? • I'll push you off the dock • Peep at me through the window? • I'll turn your wife into a widow ...

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I stabbed straight into her heart then wiggled the knife, twisted and turned. The blood oozed out covering the blade and my hand in scarlet red. She gave a blood-curdling shriek and moaned. She looked at me with sheer terror, There was a crazy look in my inflamed eyes My chest was all puffed up and heaving badly My body trembling with pent-up rage I gave her...

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Raking in yet another pot the enigma had won an awful lot Then a premature bid to leave served him right in the temple ...

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I simply did not understand It was completely out of my hand Looking in from the outside Eyes and mouth open wide Never will l unsee Etched in my mind eternally ...

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red box in the window, inside a black widow playing this fiddle tune, heartbreak to be consumed. she is not some honey, she is not for money, she’s just kinda hungry, for your body and mind. in the nighttime moonlight, when the orb blinks outloud, this is where you’ll find her_ that lovemaking neon sound....

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Oh, frightful word scribed at the end The finger-painting mannequin Composed a message to his love, From ink he’d made of his own blood!...

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ensnared by such mere prosaic prattle drawn eye to eye by an enigmatic placid damsel cryptic conundrum swathed in the shroud materialized the ballroom corner in a cloud her gaze unblinking and unwavering no restraints creature exempt from the humanly constraints human physiology out for all to see, pure bare the maiden, now standing nose to nose with me tilted her neck emitting...

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In a nearby village, a man unfurled his manifesto of machinations. Shotgun blasts echoed the summit until he turned, cheeks flashing in the biting cold. A bouquet of flower petals, explosive roses frozen in time, sculpture at the snap of one’s fingers....

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