Dragging nails, fell wails thump. Jostled knobs...creaking...THUMP In an empty room
By Noah Rainbow12 months ago in Poets
Potential can be A haunted house if it is Uninhabited Laura Curren
By Laura Curren12 months ago in Poets
I want to feel normal again Not to go back where we began But the ephemeral euphoric place between The then and now The only question is
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
A heart that longs, yet never rests, Chasing shadows, seeking the best. The sun may rise, the dreams may come, Yet still it whispers, “You’re not done.”
By Life Hopesabout a year ago in Poets
Scraped his insides like a bowl wore the fresh warm flesh danced ablaze within its skin © M. Lee, 2025 * * * Note: This was written for the Haunted Echoes challenge, but I missed the deadline by a few minutes. Oh well. Here it is anyway.
By M. Leeabout a year ago in Poets
A pitch-black hallway; "Who's there?" my frightened voice squeaks. "No one," It answers.
By Natalie Grayabout a year ago in Poets
It's that time again, There's still no flightless escape, From season's disdain.
By Merritt Xavierabout a year ago in Poets
the eeriest phrase, uttered by millions at once, where did the lights go?
By Catsidheabout a year ago in Poets
nor sun or bright light, will mask the ultimate fear... of closing one's eyes *** nyc·to·pho·bia: (Noun) fear of the dark
By Lamar Wigginsabout a year ago in Poets
to the unnamed place, I stole away, just 'til you almost forgot me.
By Gabriel Huizengaabout a year ago in Poets
Creeping eeriness, Unstable consciousness, Daily weariness.
Why do I see hands? Must I endure more torment? How dare you survive?
