Scary Poems | Examples of Scary Poetry

It's always a battle, Everyday is, Always a battle, Between life and death, I forgot something, I didn't check before leaving, I didn't look before going, Everyday's like this, I didn't eat,I overeat, I overslept, I under slept, I haven't moved, yet I'm so tired, Always like this, everyday is, Incase you're asking, What depression looks like, It is like this, Everyday is,...

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There once was an old man we called Harry That felt all animals were quite scary When the black bear stood tall He did not move at all Cause the bear was chasing his friend Larry ...

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People look for an answer that has been underneath our nose, What does it mean to live? Why do we have to acknowledge him? Why is it wrong to be an image of his light? The one that can move the stars and mountains. We live in a world of chaos and one the other side, peace. Which side...

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(A Reflection on Polarity and the Balance of Nature) I come not to be adored, But to sit with Truth beneath the weight of stars— That sacred silence where the cosmos speaks And whispers laws older than breath. In the temple of nature, polarity reigns— Day bows to night, fire yields to water, Sun seeks the moon in longing dance. Nothing stands alone...

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Shines would soon be taken off poetry, When machines replace humans as judges, By then wisdom will have fled human minds, Making AI seem more intelligent. Poems churned out will then be wishy-washy, Since standout ones will have been discarded, As machine junks — confirmed by machines, So undeseving of recognition. As more and more inferior works are praised, At the detriment of...

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Driving down the black tongue Of the desert highway Mirages rise Like pools of water on the highway Reflecting even the sky beneath Suddenly, a darkness arises A flatness on the pale horizon; There is no time or purpose to slow down - It rises, and engulphes the world We move into it And it...

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Neath moon, dark coal of night Fills my wide eyes As shadows of tree limbs Sway in the breeze Like eerie snakes they twirl And hypnotize Night monsters on the ground To haunt and tease! ...

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Sneaking through the graveyard in the dead of night to a hidden garden in full moonlight you want to be careful better beware the fiery eyes of the scarecrow's stare if the spell is broken you open Pandora's Box and it's lights out for the jack-o-lanterns they're in for a nasty shock you have to be careful better beware the Halloween screams of your worst nightmare 'cause something's jumping in...

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In the moonlight almost midnight clearly witching hour is nearly here time for ghosts gremlins goblins ghouls beware the phantoms but have no fear don't take candies or sweets from strangers you will meet as there be scary zombies out there on the streets and if you don't believe then when trick or treating ask and ye shall receive for tonight is All Hallows' Eve ...

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room has always been locked on attic stair creepy thoughts entered when I used to care older now, I am less psychic, I think when I walk past, my neck hair does not shrink missing since the fifties, where did Aunt Dee go? frankly, it is much easier for me to not know Putting my thoughts in the ground, willing to...

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Contest name: vibrations from a verso Sponsor by: Nette Onclaud Date: 24th July,2025 Placement: 3rd •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• A dark cloak wraps the sky Draped in deep gloom Blind to starlight's bright glare Fear grips each ghost Running helter skelter Their time of doom Lies ahead in the night Fear at each post! ...

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Am I acting normal? Am I blinking too much? Am I staring too long? Are people staring at me? Feeling nervous, embarrassed, uncomfortable inside. Reminding myself to not let the unease show. Making jokes to mask the nervous thoughts I have. Laughing to cover up the awkward reactions. Focusing on the distance to avoid staring...

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In shadows thick where silence weeps, The fog rolls in—its secret keeps. A mournful veil, a breathless moan, It swallows light, leaves hearts alone. This cursed ground, where echoes stay, Of laughter lost and minds astray. A prison forged from sorrow’s seam, Where memories drift like half-formed dreams. No stars to guide, no dawn to see, Just whispers caught in memory. Each step you take,...

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Old Mr. Johnson, with broom in one hand, Told his sweet granddaughter, “Sleep, not grandstand!” Her room was empty, the air grew cold— Only the Ouija sat silent and bold. He muttered and shivered, “No time to wait,” Grabbed his truck keys and zipped past the gate. The cemetery whispered secrets...

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