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POEM STARTER
You begin to hear a voice singing to you, a voice that nobody else can hear. It slowly grows louder, and carries a sinister message.
Create a poem based on this concept. You may wish to include the voice's words and use them throughout the poem.
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In the silence of the night, it whispers,
A melody that twists and lingers,
"Abandon the world of blinding light,
And step into the realm of endless night.
The shadows beckon, they call your name,
They promise you freedom, but only bring pain.
They say in their depths, you’ll finally see,
The beauty of what you're meant to be.
The shadows sing so beautifully
‘’ You can be free, just follow me...
I awaken from my bed,
Melodic singing in my head.
“Darling wont you come with me,
Ill make you feel truly free.”
Sickening shivers down my spine,
Tell myself that I’ll be fine.
“Darling I know that you can hear,
There is no need for you to fear.”
And despite my reluctant heart,
I feel the need to play the part.
Every word it draws me closer,
To my anonymous composer.
His voice growing louder still...
A silent blow of the wind
Turned to thunderous roars in the night
“Help” it says
“Don’t” it warns
It brings a scare
Though I don’t care
It tells the future
And that I value
My fear is nearly gone
When the worst hasn’t been said
“You’ll die” it states
No warning
No reason
The roars are gone
Not even a whisper now
The silent night mirrors my fear
“It is never wrong” I whisper in it’s...
There it was.
Lilting through
The air, down the
Alleyway.
The sound was so
Subtle, the faintest
reverberating echo.
There I was.
Frozen on the sidewalk,
Captive between
Two buildings, held
by the silence
Between when it was heard
And when I would hear it,
growing as it drew closer.
I could just make
Out the words and
The melody they carried,
A feather landing softly
On my ears.
The words c...
There’s words on the walls.
Voices inside the structure.
Handprints on the windows.
Words splayed on the mirror.
Whispers drift, mocking me.
I just want it to be over.
I’m tired of cleaning up
all the pools of blood…
It covers my hands…
My own crimson leaks from
my mouth. I blink it out of
my eyes and smile, happy.
The voices grow, running.
“Don’t be afraid,” they plead.
“Be very afraid,” I gro...
Centipede smiles spread across my skin.
Flesh crawler, dream wearer, I am.
Unwelcome in a mess of new thoughts.
Bleeding sentiment, behind closed walls.
The future clogs up inside my pours.
As it's already stale and greatly abhorred.
A shaking fear of a wanted distraction;
I close my ghost off with my hearts retraction.
My wielded words, are weapons of sorrow;
so follow me through to the ...
“You are never enough,” says voice one. I hear her every time I look at the people around me. Her name is Doubt.
“See how they look at you? That pity…” Says Irate- voice two inside my head.
“Those scars- Hah, look at how much of a disgrace you are,” smirks Anger, the third voice inside me.
“Is this enough? I’m not sure you… wait- are we doing this right? Are they pleased? What do I do to make t...
Lady of the dark
Singing a message in a scroll
A unfamiliar tongue I have known for all my life
Because everything goes quiet when I hear
Warn my child
Never wash the coats of mud that cools you of your heat
Beware of bright blue eyes my child
You must be your own shield
I am lured into an alley
Her voice is more than a map or a melody
She calls me to sea
A siren of sorts holds my gaze in no l...
Hey there Sam I know it’s been awhile
Oh how quickly the sand leaves the vial
I hear your screams I hear your yell
Your savor of destruction
Keeps your feelings felt stale
I know you wish to swerve the elect
But the files been uploaded
Found the slot where the cord connects
Remember Joans ark of animalistic behavior?
When she heard the messages nobody else could wager?
Well I’ve picked u...
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