Undead Poems - Poems about Undead

...Happiness is I this what I wanted, writing for no one in particular a few readers here and a few readers there happiness is in what I cannot grasp. I'm thankful for not becoming what I wanted......Read the rest...

..."Kalapana fishing village laid west of Mount Pu'u O'o. Our home was behind the church that sat on an abutment tip that rose slightly higher. The lava poured from the east side of our home, covering i......Read the rest...

...My tears dried up when I began to commit sins, In the furnaces of misery, my dreams were consumed. In the darkness of my impure soul, love committed suicide. I look at humanity with the dilated......Read the rest...

...They are telling us we need to be cured. They are telling us they are trying to keep us comfortable. By plastering us with sticky bandages as if we are mummies. They say we are decrepit mumm......Read the rest...

... Of course, the concrete steps go both up and down, but the depressing gravity will not let you go up far, Down is the only way out. only mold creeps its way up. The tower is a block of sorr......Read the rest...

...In the vast expanse of cosmic threads, Where souls entwine and time unwinds, A metaphysical dance of hearts and minds, Human connection, a tapestry spreads. In whispers of the ethereal night, ......Read the rest...

...It came in with ice cream and half empty sunscreen And went out with goosebumps and “EEK!” Halloween That autumnal breeze and the fire in the trees Gave way to demons and trembly knees Leaves a......Read the rest...

...The melodic tinkle of the music box moved her. She arose with her pretty tresses and floor length silk toward the shadows that possess treasures of death. Like a grandfather clock with metal prong......Read the rest...

...A zombie’s sleep revives, necromance alive, in faith works alongst, though the undead are amongst.......Read the rest...

...Ghost Gothic Eidolon, Sovereign king Tears begin flowing. Byzantine abandoned. The cloaked statue sits and waits. The tourist lifts her head and sighs. Phantom’s pain she feels his sufferi......Read the rest...

... "The Crow Bar" she said, here I bury my dead, you can hear them sleeping somnulent forget-me-nots, snoring blithely unaware, in neat rows between the thick, ink injec......Read the rest...

...this looks like an interesting place the vampire said don’t even think about going in there, said her friend, the undead. it’s a spooky bookshop, haunted by ghosts and such. the vampire laughed, w......Read the rest...

...Cradled betwixt the crystal seas Where groweth the fabled thunder thistle trees Where holy winds blow lightning leaves Across oceans of undead thieves, Who seek to consume, and perhaps commune ......Read the rest...

...Surgeons of soundless suffering, led by ministers of madness, The dead drown whilst muttering of intolerable sadness. Atop the tallest towers of the dark city Aloft spires of insanity, so do the......Read the rest...

...On sails of silver and of the purest white The great arks of heaven descend from the light The last fleet to sail into the forever night. However the seas were rough amidst a damnable weather T......Read the rest...