Scariness Poems - Poems about Scariness

...I live under the bed Sleep with the “dust kittens” I guess I appear scary To the children When they catch a glimpse of me. Not my fault!! Every time I come out From under the bed The “dust Ki......

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...a giant genuine gargoyle greets you said the gothic cathedral host. as if this terrifying statue of scariness is a good thing of which to boast. the kindergarteners were screaming as they got off t......

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...The faces of parents revealed not a worry; not a care. Kids walked alone, not for tricks, but for treats. No child was worried about the candy eats. All that mattered was that the candy was sweet.......

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..."I knew that God was with me, but yet I was afraid and feared evil". by Poet My personal experience has taught me to face my fears. ......

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...It came in with a flash Lighting up the Sahara Desert Most of my troop was asleep I had a precognitive feeling Sat up and starred to the east My pal Hal’s mouth was loudly snoring Space tr......

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...Polite ghosts pinned on a clothesline, Dancing daintily in the breeze. Using please and thank you Practicing manners with much ease Respecting each other’s ideas Without a bully or a tease, T......

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...scariness), which ill affords this unlucky husband to maximize tasting, savoring and relishing every sacred moment lest any given instantaneous moment find me in dire circumstantial straitjacke......

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...The newborn baby,The Second Child In the Home which just turned four had arrived and that girls life of three already there didn't make her approve of His sudden appear. Of how was the attent......

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...Like some grinning mad ghost scratching at the side door of your senses Begging to come inside to bring you wrath and wickedness Bringing cold where it's warm Bringing scariness where it's safe an......

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...All that ever remains Nothing more than simply a self to be If even time is never the same Simply nothing more is a self to see And I’m to experience A misfit amongst body and soul Sharing within.........

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...Come to me by moonlight on All Hallow's Eve rise up from the grave and let your spirit raise coat me with frost breath, sing to me your boos I am hungry for the past days of scariness and fools. ......

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