PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

Poltergeist


A picture of a broken memory

It's just the spirit of a faded cause

A broken promise - there I'd always be

It will leave when I take the time to pause

 

I know that it is only a mirage

But I still see it staring back at me

It gazes toxic rays I cannot dodge

I've now become unlocked - it weilds the key

 

I  cannot tell the color of its eyes

One appears pitch black, the other blood red

The beast that has the power to paralyze 

Has me surprised that I am not yet dead

 

The more that I have wished that it would go

The angrier that it has seemed to grow  

 

 

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.