Writing Prompt
Writings
Writings
POEM STARTER
"Even the dead tell stories."
Using this as the opening or closing line, try writing a horror or thriller poem.
Writings
Hidden in the trees, cement stones litter
The silence perturbs, the nightlife titter
Visits in the dark, the dread beckons
Wandering endless rows, searching sections
Beyond the rust clad gate, wind swirls
Branches yearn for contact, shadows cast the burls
You linger a moment, words you can never find
A soul to tether to the mortal plain, our momentary bind
Your eyes trace the letteres carved, so...
(Thank you Lysalei for suggesting draft #11! I need more suggestions since my drafts have been increased and I still have 84 lol)
Even the dead tell stories
Even the living have a tomb
Skulls
Hold so many centuries
Of knowledge
And stories
Caskets
Are the canvas
For this
Art
Ever been buried alive?
I haven’t
But
I know
What being smothered
Feels like.
Watch your back
Or someone else will
And tha...
** Missing Person ⚠️**
***Elara Winters (Age 10) was last seen on September, 5th 1999 wearing a pink sweatshirt, blue jeans, and white sandals near county rd LP . ***
The old Article sat for years on the counter
They said I was the detectives hardest encounter
I was in the cabin and my body was cold
They gave me a blanket to hold
My head was bleeding
Whilst my mother was pleading
But here I...
Shall I let you in on a secret?
I know you
You don’t know me
But you will
I weave myself around your world
The shadows you doubt yourself for seeing
Veering around the corner
Teasing
Observing your most intimate moments
Your most secretive
Your most mischievous
Ha!
Did you think nobody would find out?
I hear the thoughts you bury deep
Immoral
Wrong
It’s okay, I’m not one to judge
So sit ti...
I used to work in a library,
The place where I found love.
I thought reading so much had opened my eyes…
But, no novel could have prepared me for this.
Love killed me.
And love stories always have a happy ending—
But life had a different genre in mind.
The air in here is thick,
And I enjoy the darkness.
But, it makes me focus
On the worms
Wrapped around my decaying body.
Maybe I’m just unlucky...
Even when we all inevitably die
Since time is continuously flowing
And may become angels in heaven that fly
Or may become demons in hell for being rotten, knowing the place they would end up going
That does not mean they will not be known
As everyone’s actions have lasting repercussions
For the work they did in life is still shown
That are still brought up in discussions
Either through the mo...
The writings were in the mirror.
Too curious, I’m triggered.
But the messages are never clear.
Am I crazy?
Could they betray me?
My emotions are hazy.
Silent whispers roam the halls.
I heard my name being called.
I felt my feet being mauled.
Then a man in his forties,
spoke about his quarries.
Then I told him my worries.
A knock buckled my knees.
He said, “ Ignore thee.”
I couldn’t let it be....
Arriving on the scene to a crowd
I take note of the body’s secrets
A bruise on the neck and throat
Hands and feet bound by rope
A single strand of hair is found
It’s stuck under a fingernail
The crime scene techs bag the hair
As I happened to see another thing
Blood was on the feet, the bottoms
I had the techs swab them both
As I waited not so patiently
I finally got the call
I headed to the s...
**[not horror or thriller]**
I write words with backgrounds
some couldn’t imagine.
Poetry and stories
are something I call passion.
He wrote jokes,
helped me with some poetry.
Bought me some coffee,
told me I was in no hurry.
Words were just words
until someone made them special.
He smiled and gave me inspiration,
shared the ways on how not to wrestle
with myself.
But how do words help
when hi...
Even the dead tell stories
I remember a time when life was pure and bliss
Until my grandmother passed away and it brought immense darkness
The fear and confusion that I had without her made me quiet
Time sand time again I tried and tried to deny it
But deep down I knew that she was really gone
And I knew I’d never hear her voice or her song
But one night I couldn’t sleep I couldn’t close m...