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POEM STARTER
You are convinced you can see mysterious figures lurking in the shadows. Write a poem about them.
Choose a specific style of poetry that would be suitable for this theme.
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It’s night.
3am to be exact.
I am alone again and desperately withering for peace.
The constant sting to put my pen down and let my thoughts be.
My pillow is cold,
My blankets are hugging my body tighter than usual tonight.
The voice is creeping up on me so quietly.
She is always with me.
Thumping and thumping and now my heart is booming.
She is loud and she is here but, tonight she is screaming.
...
There’s someone right behind me
Their breath hot on my neck
Their arrival is so timely
Keeping my happiness in check
I could say I didn’t expect it
I could say I did not know
But this visitor inside me
Has caused the monster to grow
It’s claws reach for me in fury
Telling me I don’t belong
I dream of them so purely
It’s voice in every song
While these shadows haunt me
and I wish they’d go away...
In the corner of my eye I see a shadow lurking by it's slowly moves closer as I seem to be the prey no one believes me when I tell them about this sight more and more appear as I seem to be in fright , frightened I am shouting why me why me why am I the one that has to see these beings the closer I look, the shadows seem to be the past, reminding me of things that didn't last...
I catch a glimpse from the corner of my eye a fleeting shadow, a figure passing by. I turn to look, but it’s gone from sight, vanished into the consuming night.
The air grows thick with an unseen presence of a prickling sensation of creeping essence. The hairs on my neck stand up with dread as I strain to see what lurks ahead.
I hear a rustling, a soft, eerie sound, like footsteps circling, ju...
My brain is known for
Miss interpreting truth
From fantasy
The shadows lurk around me
Figures move like waves
Merely hidden
With no good intention
Heavy stares
Penetrating my body
Knowing they’re found
Sucking the spirit of
The unaware
Leaving them barely thriving
Knowing this is no
Fantasy
I pray...
Is that you?
Lurking in the shadows, teasing me
A wisp of a giggle, almost lost in the wind
was that a touch on my cheek?
would I feel that ever again?
Who are you, you elusive beauty?
I am haunted by your memory
Forever running towards you,
Only to grasp you for a second
What can I do to get you?...
Tonight they’re out in force
Noting my every move.
I feel a new remorse,
A guilt that they could prove.
I shouldn’t be hiding
Childlike in shadow.
A model guiding
My followers must not know.
My dirty secret
Would tarnish my reputation.
I am indeed a fraud
With a drug infatuation.
So forgive my addiction
I don’t want to influence your child
To become a cigarette smoker
I am myself beguiled...
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