THE MIDNIGHT HOUR

 

1 Are We Alone?

 

The midnight hour strikes panic and fear
In innocent hearts that can no longer bear.
The horror soon to besiege us all.
Before night’s end, someone will fall.

I’LL READ YOU A STORY

 

creature reading a book

 

I’ll read you a story.

It might be too gory

For you to understand,

But I’ll give you a hand.

 

A blight falls on a town

that will cause you to frown.

Residents disappear.

I want to make this clear.

 

This isn’t a regular place.

Do not give me that morbid face.

A place of evil creatures

with dark and creepy features.

 

Dark shadows walk the night,

Giving tourists a fright.

Florida is a scary place.

I will quicken the poem’s pace.

 

No reason to fear.

The end is near.

 

THE DEAD GAME

THE CLOWN OF YOUR NIGHTMARE

carnival

cuprikorn:i want that lemon by laurenmarek on Flickr.

 

A day of fun for all.

Follow the bouncing ball

past the booths of games

to the house of mirrors.

Inside, you’ll find me,

a clown of your nightmares,

ready to take you on a tour

that will lead to endless horrors.

This isn’t a carnival

but a voyage into your nightmares.

Buckle your seat belts

and enjoy the ride.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES by Susanne Leist

TIC TOC

Clock people

 

The end has come.

No more romps in the sun.

Death will make its determined way

to those who continue to play.

 

THE DEAD GAME SERIES BY SUSANNE LEIST

 

 

 

THE MOON RISES

Source:

 

 

Creak.

Crunch.

The air moves.

Squeak.

Moan.

The trees shake.

I shouldn’t have come alone.

In the dark.

After the sun sets.

The moon rises.

And so do The Dead.

THE DEAD GAME

A DEAD MAN’S DREAMS

 

Step inside.

A mansion is waiting.

It might appear deserted,

rundown and unused.

The inside tells

a different story.

Walk on marble floors

through rooms of delight.

Rooms of different eras,

reflecting a dead man’s dreams.

A man with no life or future,

who waits for the end of time.

A house fit for a prince

or a prince of darkness.

THE DEAD GAME

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EYES GLOWING

He leers at me,
Eyes glowing bright red.
A sight to see.
I won’t see my bed.
He lifts me in his arms.
We fly into the dark night.
I won’t fall for his charms.
The Dead come alive at night.
🌹PREY FOR THE DEAD 🌹

A LITTLE MURDER

The mind can be a strange place. It can think up dark stories. With monsters and demons. A little murder and mayhem. Skulls and bones for decoration. Maybe your cup of tea is blood. Your coffee carries some poison. Let your mind roam the...

 

 

The mind can be a strange place.

It can create dark stories.

With monsters and demons.

A little murder and mayhem.

Skulls and bones for decoration.

Maybe your cup of tea is blood.

Your coffee carries poison.

Let your mind roam the darkness.

And maybe beyond.