Spirits! Ghosts! Ghouls!
A small collection of poems of anything creepy
The Six of Crow
A thousand crows sang to me
my favourite lullaby-
the one of ghosts, of darkest nights
and of haunting goodbyes.
Veil
Born from dusty corners,
shadows overpower the light
that tries so hard to shine
inside this mind of mine.
Bad Omen
I once felt it climb up my spine
and settle on my shoulders.
I never did find out what it was...
but still it lingers.
Night Calls!
Passing once again
through this bright tunnel called "day"
I finally see the end- where the stars come out to play.
I let darkness welcome me
into its void embrace.
All Hollow's Eve
In darkness I wake,
hoping I might stay there.
Though it is in brightness I live
hoping I might survive it yet.
Illusions & Delusions
Shrouded by a veil so thin
secrets and delusion threaten to spill.
They tease the threshold between
fact and fiction,
menacing the quiet order
of systems and beliefs
which come from within.
The Pact
Truth accompanies darkness
like lies accompany light.
...
A shallow tremor
moves through my bones
barely perceptible (though known).
It slithers, black on white,
a contrast so pure
though a contract no less-
one to endure.
Specter / Spectator
Strange shadows play scenes of mayhem
unknown to all but one;
she lingers, transfixed,
while life goes on ahead.
She lingers, transfixed,
unable to separate from the dead.
Misinterpreted Reaper
Not feeling well,
I saw Death in the corner of my eye.
It could have simply been a black spot
caused by vessels floating in my eye;
but I swear I saw Death that day
reflected in the mirror.
Standing behind me- waiting,
Standing behind me- watching,
I saw Death.
Jack-O-Lantern
Its mouth is splayed wide open,
its eyes are empty yet bright.
It invites you for tricks and treats
to be enjoyed at midnight.
But beware- no time to behold!
For it is said a spirit inhabits it-
and it might just devour you whole!
Cursed
Energy surges around me
suffocating- rotting yet swelling,
slowly invading all my senses-
ensnaring me until my end.
This curse, this evil spell,
will hopefully be broken
once I am spent.
About the Creator
Verity Greene
I love writing dark fantasy/ imagery poetry.
instagram.com/flawed.changeling


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