Short Skeletons In The Closet Poems
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Palaeontologist's Obituary
Let's make no bones about it ~
He left many skeletons in the closet!
15.02.2022
Bite Size poem no.36 Poetry Contest
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, humor,
Form:
Epitaph
This Is Who I Am
I’m friends with the skeletons in the closet,
Knives, razors and all sharp instruments are my best friends.
Poison; they’re my parents,
Guns are my cousins.
Water save me i'm drowning,
fire help me i'm burning; they’re my aunties and uncles.
And me…
My name is Suicidal....
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, allusion, emo, suicide,
Form:
Narrative
Behind Closed Doors
We wear our many masks for the world to see
Alone is when we can truly be …..
Behind our closed doors
Our secrets are safe
Hidden and buried
To take to the grave
Skeletons in the closet
Ghosts of yesteryear
Stowed away, protected
All guarded right here
Leaving from ‘behind closed doors’
Our masks on time after time
Assured in knowing our secrets
Are securely left behind .…....
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, identity, image, self, truth,
Form:
Rhyme
Unveiling skeletons in the closet of forbidden truth
Forgive me as I compose this remorseful apology
An admission of my egotistical individuality
Realization of how I've accustomed to being a Ticking time bomb impulsively leaking noxious fumes
Unintentionally forcing you to inhale and endure my venomous pollution;
But Innocence I had plead with evidence justifying unforseen indescribable affinity
Unintentionally passionately
To what i defined a Fragile creation of a human being
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, depression,
Form:
Free verse
Grim Delight
Sun kissed roses and moon cast shadows,
this garden holds dark beauty.
Shifting eyes are ever watchful,
seeking me out with devilish glee.
Haunted castle looming above,
with it's banshee filled towers.
Crimson tears and scarlet pain,
these are the colors of my world.
And still I must go on,
unearthing buried secrets.
Dancing down the darkened halls,
the sprites of winter surround me.
Frozen emotion stills my heart,
and now I join the skeletons in the closet....
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Categories:
skeletons in the closet, death, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse