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Writing Prompt

POEM STARTER

"Even the dead tell stories."

Using this as the opening or closing line, try writing a horror or thriller poem.

Writings

Small Silly Thing

Dance of the thorns, from those who mourn,


Brittle from blight, hide from the light,


The grave can not hold, what was meant to be told,


The hurt that they hold, from fables of old,


Tale of valiant deaths, or little children taking their final breaths,


The harm will not stop, as bones pop,


Because even the dead have stories to tell...

A Dead Bodyā€™s Heart

I watched the bodies. They were still. Every part of their bodies unmoving, their arms, their legs, their heads, even the tips of their fingers. They were simply dead.


One death is a tragedy, a thousand deaths is a statistic. I know all of these people were once living, breathing humans like me, but it is easier to my job pretending theyā€™ve always been like this. Unable to speak, hear or feel. Wi...

Confessions of the Dead

In the conversations of the dead,

There are truths laid bare in the words they canā€™t express,

The ones that slip the mind when they focus on distress,

Of the lives lost early in a sea of regret,

Remembering the words they never got to say,

To the ones that they loved that they let slip away,

Not telling them that they were the light that brightened our day,

As they stand by their casket and stare,...

Dead Flowers

I mourn the dead flowers,

Withered and dry,

Void of color and beauty.

But from their broken stems,

And dirtied petals,

I spot the story within their death.

They are flowers for dead loved one,

Left my loving hands at a cold gravestone.


ā€œEven the dead tell stories.ā€

Thatā€™s what I say anyways,

Everytime I watch my lover

Leave me flowers by my grave....

Unfinished Thoughts

Forgive me

I spoke so many words I did not mean

Hidding truths from a world Iā€™ve never seen

But as this breath escapes my being

I crave things I once thought to be obscene

I remember as a child I used to play and scream

But now I gasp for breath my chest clasped

Recoiling from a lasp in judgment

What I think no, what I thought no, itā€™s all disjointed

They say death is easy but I donā€™t want to ...

R.I.P. Duo Fly High

It was Wednesday

And Duo was safe

And now he lay

In his resting place


A cybertruck came

And it was too late

In a fiery explosion

It was Duos fate


Duo is gone

Dead as can be

But we can save him

Including me


So Iā€™ll do a lesson

Or two or three

Hoping that Duo

Will come back maybe


When I almost forgot

Heā€™d remind me

To do my lesson

And save my streak


He was passive aggressive

And he wouldnā€™t sto...

Duos Crazy

ā€œAHHHH RUN!!ā€


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A message from Duolingo

Notified me from my phone

And I had the sudden feeling

I wasnā€™t alone


Duo says itā€™s time

Do your German

Or elseā€¦

Youā€™ll be burninā€™


So in a puddle of my own sweat

I start my lesson

But what gender is the bread?!?!

Thatā€™s the question


Another notification

ā€œNo no neinā€ I say

Duos says Iā€™m not safe

Duos insane, heā€™s not...

RIP Duolingo šŸ˜¢

Even the dead tell stories

Like Duolingo

Who is currently dead

Because of a cyber truck


Do your Duolingo lesson right now

To save Duo

Only XP can save him


Spanish or Vanish

As he always said

And he vanishedā€¦


RIP

Duo Keyshauna Renee Lingo

1000 BC - 2025 AD

Do your lesson to save him now...

Death Does Not Exist

I was in a state

Where happiness

Felt like a gamble.


I could be happy now

But would I be happy later?

I could be smiling now

But would I be crying later?


You feel how you do now

But will you feel the same later?

You say you want to be with me

But will you leave later?


She became my success

But eventually my downfall.

She became my lesson

But eventually my trauma.


Now I look back

To see

What ca...

Evidence

Even the dead tell stories,

Horrors that have happened,

Proof that humanity is sick,

Evidence lies in their wake,

Fingerprints, footprints,

Gunpowder, blood splatters,

Weapons, and even hairs!

Evidence comes in many forms,

Each telling their own

Part of the story.


A body found in the woods,

Blood leaking

From a hole in the head,

Gunpowder mixed with the blood.


Footprints are found roughly

10 f...