The Glimpse: Horror Poetry
He saw too much.
When one sees too much--
He snaps.
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A sliver of light, through a narrowed crack,
Time paused on door's edge.
Fingers with the knob,
Not daring to turn.
Pit pat,
Pit pat,
Thud.
The heart--
Pounds.
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Silhouette in the gray.
It moves where it should not.
Unbridled words charge,
Under the shaft.
A tinge of red iron in the air.
Spilled.
Secrets.
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A peer.
Too long.
The scene grasps.
Creeps under the skin.
Becomes--
Something different.
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Mind's shadow grips.
Its hand raised
In the air.
Its eyes gaze--
Large.
Silent.
Still.
Into mine.
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The crack remains.
The door --
Of the room--
In my head--
Can't shut.
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It's seen--
Too much.
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Original Horror Poetry by Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin. AI tags are coincidental.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (6)
Oof, this one slithers right under the skin! Feels like stepping into a nightmare and realizing you can’t blink it away.💖
Another creepy one! Great job’
It certainly not a glimpse when we see to much . And we wish we didnt
This one is so eerie and atmospheric, I could feel the tension building with every line.
You can't unsee when you see too much... The way you break the lines gave the eerie edge to the poem that it needed. Great work, Michelle!
This gave me chills! Loved it so much!