Happy vs Scary moments
Some of those moments in past were happy
And some of them were equally scary
Some gave a reason to live
And some told how the worst can be survived
Some just took away those tears
But some lead the mind to fear
Some felt like wings achieved its height
And some of them cut that flight
Some just made me feel special
Some gave a glance of hell
Some of them made me careless
And some told to be alert
Some made world full of pleasure
And some took away that leisure
Some of them are the reason behind the smile
And some of them made me strong and taught to stay alive
Though some are sweet dreams , some seems nightmare
Both of them I equally treasure
©sanveda
#scary
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pallavi4 8w
Darkness
When I was young, I awoke one night
And heard the clock in the clock tower chiming
I realised I was covered in sweat
And that in my ear there was a slight ringing
In the darkness although I couldn’t see a thing
I noticed a very faint light
On squinting my eyes I saw a shadow
Of something strange standing by my side
Too petrified to move or fully awaken
I lay in my bed trying to wish it away
When I felt this unknown form kick the side of my bed
For god’s benevolence I began to pray
I’d read about demons in books in the past
And knew immediately something was very wrong
The minute I heard it’s breath near me
I realised this thing wasn’t planning on moving on
Not sure I was grateful for the faint light
That let me see the demon near me
In a fright I pulled the covers upto my neck
Waiting and praying for it to leave me be
It slowly moved around my bed
Kicking the bottom of my bed regularly
The jerks from the kicks made me squeal
Although not a sound could be heard outwardly
I heard it sniff something near my head
It seemed to be pacified enough to move on
For it proceeded to walk down the stairs
I could hear the footsteps till it was finally gone
When the night became quiet again
And I stopped being drenched in perspiration
I noticed I’d wet my bed like a child
So terror struck I’d been in this duration
I couldn’t stop wondering why
That demon had chosen to haunt me that night
Why while it strayed, why I couldn’t move a muscle ?
Why I was completely frozen with fright ?
They say that demons choose to dwell
In the homes of the emotionally weak
What did that then say about me ….
That I was a meek terrified freak ?
On consulting a shaman I found out I was being
Haunted by something that was half lion, half bear
I think I was in a way happy on getting to know that
I wasn’t seeing things that weren’t there
I cleansed my room by spritzing holy water
In the hopes of warding off the demon the next night
I woke up again around three in the morn
Only to find him standing overhead in the faint light
©pallavi419 11 6- strxberry_ Omg.. Terrifying, that's what I would say. Spine chilling.. Did you completely got rid of this? Filmo mein dekhi thi but reality???
- pallavi4 @mzcupcake11 thank you so much ! Real life stories make for the most entertaining poems 😊
- pallavi4 @strxberry_ yes completely but it cost me several years worth of sleep and even more dough. Lol
- mzcupcake11 @pallavi4 I'm so happy you're doing well & here at Miraquill to tell of your experience in such a creative way.☮️
- pallavi4 @mzcupcake11 thank you !
pallavi4 13w
24th of February, 2022
#wod #fear #stories_in_poems #demon #haunting #scary @writersnetwork #miraquill #writersnetwork #poetry #pod #writerscommunity @miraquillDarkness
When I was young, I awoke one night
And heard the clock in the clock tower chiming
I realised I was covered in sweat
And that in my ear there was a slight ringing
In the darkness I couldn’t see a thing
When I noticed a very faint light
On squinting my eyes I saw
A shadow of something strange standing by my side
Too petrified to move or fully awaken
I lay in my bed trying to wish it away
I felt this unknown form kick the side of my bed
For god’s benevolence I began to pray
I’d read about demons in books in the past
And knew immediately something was very wrong
The minute I heard it’s breath near me
I realised this thing wasn’t planning on moving on
Not sure I was grateful for the faint light
That let me see the demon near me
In a fright I pulled the covers upto my neck
Waiting and praying for it to leave me be
It slowly moved around my bed
Kicking the bottom of my bed regularly
The jerks from the kicks made me squeal
Although not a sound could be heard outwardly
I heard it sniff something near my head
It seemed to be pacified and then seemed to move on
Then it proceeded to walk down the stairs
I could hear the footsteps till it was finally gone
When the night became quiet again
And I stopped being drenched in perspiration
I noticed I’d wet my bed like a child
So terror struck I’d been in this duration
I could stop wondering why
That demon had chosen to haunt me that night
Why while it strayed, why I couldn’t move a muscle ?
Why I was completely frozen with fright ?
They say that demons choose to dwell
In the homes of the emotionally weak
What did that then say about me ….
That I was a meek terrified freak ?
On consulting a shaman I found out I was being
Haunted by something that was half lion, half bear
I think I was in a way happy on getting to know that
I wasn’t seeing things that weren’t there
I cleansed my room by spritzing holy water
In the hopes of warding off the demon the next night
I woke up again around three in the morn
Only to find him standing overhead in the faint light
©pallavi415 0 3amara19 14w
#writersnetwork #miraquill #scary #fadedlove
Relationships are scary
But what is scarier
Is the faded love
The flowers wither
After one season
To woke a morning unloved
To realize one day those feelings are gone
To keep going without knowing that
One day it'll end maybe
To take a path and never know
Where this path will lead you
To decide to prove yourself
Right or wrong
Fantasies and reality is different
And it hit you harder
The day when you know that
All those magical things
Never happen as you think -@amara19Scary
Photo By Ian Taylor on Unsplash17 4 3- kefi_kat Deep & Eloquently expressed ❣️ Relatable ✨
- amara19 @kefi_kat thanks❤yeah these are the fear we all scared of deep down
- kefi_kat Indeed ✨
- amara19 @kefi_kat yeah
pallavi4 18w
Strange
Plagued with questions one night while
Reading, I fell asleep, spiralling quickly
In the darkness of my own mind. In my
Dream I saw I was at my grandmother’s
Place, standing listening to someone
Beating the door in the back of the house.
Located on one end of the bungalow, this
Door was situated right under a huge
Banyan tree and had always seemed
Very spooky to me.
I moved towards the sound involuntarily
And just as I was about to open the
Locked door, I heard a low , strange growl
“You, you’re what I want”. It was not a
Human voice. It was something completely
Different, I knew instinctively in my heart.
The hair on my body stood up inspite of
The weather being quite warm. I’d only
Heard of demons and unearthly
Paranormal beings until that day, but I
Was sure that this was something evil.
It had come in search of a soul, my soul.
I froze and in my inability to move, kept
Listening to the incessant pounding
On the door in front of me. It apparently
Couldn’t get in without me inviting it in.
All that separated me and inevitability
Was a wooden door. It was pulled and
Kept rattling for a long time. Once out
Of my daydream like state, I put both
My hands on the door, refusing to relent.
I could hear the growling from the
Other side. A faceless, nameless danger
Loomed large. Even in my dream I knew,
Instinctively that whatever this was it
Was potent enough to rid me of my
Very soul. I will not give into you, I could
Feel the voice from inside say.
And so I didn’t.
It was then that my eyes flew open.
I was shivering with fright and covered
In sweat. Unable to understand why I was
So scared of losing myself to something
Whose existence I could neither see
Nor comprehend but knew was an
In ignorable truth. A presence, a possible
Demon had been at my door, for me.
It was a strange dream and to date
Scares me when I think about it.
@pallavi4
23rd of January, 2022
Pic credit: Pinterest, picture credited to its rightful owner - “Moon Forest”
Thank you so much for EC @miraquill !
#wod #strange #horror #stories #scary #dream @writersnetwork #miraquill #writersnetwork #poetry #pod #writerscommunity @miraquill #pallavi_editors_choice.
40 9 9- pallavi4 @innovative_writer thank you 🙏🏼
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pallavi4
@lovenotes_from_carolyn the first in a slew of scary dreams ! Still sends shivers down my spine when I think about it.
Thank you so much for reading me and writing such kind words 😊 -
lovenotes_from_carolyn
Yikes! Making my spine shiver a bit too.
Anyway, you're very welcome, and congratulations on Editor's Choice!! - pallavi4 @lovenotes_from_carolyn thank you !
- lovenotes_from_carolyn Very welcome.
Roped in the womb
Mild misty upstream the wind flew creasing the faces it touched, as the child whispered to her mother, "has this day been any good for you? I see red everywhere i look"
The mother in fear looked at her baby wondering if she was dreaming, the whispered continues as the baby grins with a haunting smile "would you kill another me if i were to knock at your womb?"
©samuelscar7 0_kawaiiyuki_ 23w
There's this girl who sits infront of me in the classroom,
She flaunts her fingers , I wonder how would they look braided in my living room. Even looking at all those kid's lunch boxes makes me want to puke, there's a reason why people like me eat their food in a bathroom behind a closed half broken door.
I wonder if the guy who always scores 100/100 knows that there's someone who wants to shove a pen down his damn throat, You are too a fool to think that it's mere jealousy when it's a euphoria of me fighting my ghosts. For seeing myself everyday hanged in a room of 52 has become beautiful scenery , lost in it's altitude.
~YUKI
#ghost #scary #lost #anxeity #pain #maniac #mirakee #mirakeeworld #wod #pod @mirakeeworld @miraquill @writersnetworkFingers Braided In Her Skin
©_kawaiiyuki_Photo By Matt Flores on Unsplash11 0pallavi4 23w
Alone
She was all alone one night
Walking home solitarily
The streets were caliginous and deserted
The moon asleep wearily
She scurried home in the dark
Frightened, frazzled and scared
Afraid of her own shadow, she was sure
Someone would have her ensnared
As she was walking she felt
Someone behind her begin to chase
She quickened her steps into a jog
Petrified to turn around and him face
She could hear footsteps trailing after her
Accelerating as she increased her pace
She wasn’t very far away now
Thankfully from her own place
As he closed in she felt
A gust of wind whoosh past her ear
She was forced to turn around
And stand face to face with her fear
She opened her eyes she had instinctively
Closed to keep herself from seeing something bad
Shivering she searched for her attacker
Only discovering a black robe in which he had been clad
Shaking as she picked up the black robe
She looked around the abandoned street
Nothing but crickets could be heard
And the sound of her own heartbeat
She breathed in deeply to calm herself
And the pounding heart she could feel
A draft twirled around her as she turned
From her head to her cold feet
It was as though she was being embraced
In a passionate hug by something she couldn’t see
She wondered if she were going crazy and said aloud
“What the hell is happening to me !”
The minute she was released from the tight grip
That nearly squeezed the life out of her
She ran to her house soaked in sweat
Inspite of wearing a coat lined with fur
Unsteadily she unlocked the house
And collapsed after shutting the door
She sat bewildered at what had happened
Puzzled and staring at the floor
Unable to grasp the contents of the night
And make out what had come to pass
Slowly after braving the shock she stood
And poured water for herself in a glass
All her life she would wonder if or not
She had seen what she thought she’d seen
The cloak hung behind her bedroom door confusing her
A symbol of what had really been
@pallavi4
13th of December, 2021
Pic credit: Pinterest, picture credited to its rightful owner- “Late night drives in Alaska” by Hannah Kemp
Thank you so much for the repost @writersnetwork !
#wod #archaic #horror_stories #stories_in_poems #dark #horror #scary @writersnetwork #miraquill #writersnetwork #poetry #pod #writerscommunity
@miraquill #pallavi_wnreposts.
76 6 17- 2chinmayee It's really amazing Di..
- 2chinmayee Just supb
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ashishkumarpabdey
Nice writing ,
Actually I want to ask you something that do you want to dedicated some lines for your mother in A book With their pic's ? If yes then tell me.8860527498 - pallavi4 @2chinmayee thank you
- pallavi4 @ashishkumarpabdey thank you so much 😊
Why do I traverse the darkest alleys
of my soul,
when I know that something dangerous
will jump out
©allencolePhoto By Micha Frank on Unsplash29 0 1My brain and heart are in constant disapproval of each other. But they have one thing in common. They like to make me dance on their strings. I feel like a puppet to my own body which is scarily me and not me at the same time.
©june_margotPhoto By Robert Bahn on Unsplash13 0 1shalu281096 26w
Maturity
Maturity is a word
That describes to be grown up person,
The heart is unheard,
And be a different version.
Be fake to the world
Hide the real you in front of everyone.
And that is what is preferred,
I guess an adult life is a scary one.
The child inside the person
Gets buried somewhere inside them,
Like this the life gets worsen
But they themselves are to be blamed.
Hope someday people be true to themselves,
And enjoy the life without living in shells.
©shalu281096Photo By on Unsplash13 2Saevenia Facts
There's a city below Veralin called The Underground, which houses a prison, water ways, dangerous creatures, and paranormal happenings.
©saevenia8 0unnatural 27w
Not sure how good the vocab and grammar is
#dog #scary #night #poem #fun #miraquill #writersnetwork
#english #poetry #loyalty
@writersnetwork @miraquillCRIT
Was walking alone on a scary night,
Not sure of a path which is right,
Indeed, there was moon light.
Felt a sense of touch on my behind,
"RUN RUN RUN", gossiped the wind.
Pounding heart told me there is something,
Hell, I was feeling everything.
Turned around to see what was it!!!
Happy to see it was my "CRIT".
****************************************
BTW, You know who is CRIT?!!!
He is my friend's DOG ❤
©unnatural16 0Terrified !!
What's more scary?
The way people doll up for Halloween,
or the way people have turned scary?
The way they get dangerously close
blurring the boundaries in your heart
just to leave us scarred is scary,
The words they throw against you,
to break you in a million ways is scary
They are scary;
Scarier than the ghosts that seem to be
illusions;
People themselves are scary
©sheenaPhoto By Artem Kniaz on Unsplash35 2 5hafisha98 30w
Maybe it's will be truth untold?
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@miraquill @writersnetwork
Follow me @hafisha98
#writersnetwork #mirakeewriters #miraquillwriters
#Mirakee #miraquill #Miraquill #poem #thoughtoftheday #feel #feelings
#life #love #scary #wod #lifelessons #writersHaving Someone is Owen
Sometimes So Scary...
Being owen by someone
Sometimes scary too ...
©hafisha98Photo By Aron Visuals on Unsplash10 0wifey_suicide 30w
Happy early Halloween everyone
#halloween #horror #spooky #scary #nightmare #writingHaunting Nightmare
This nightmare is haunting
Each person is chasing me around
Myers and Jason
Super frightening
Jump scares got me screaming
Trapped in a room with a time limit
Dodging knifes and chainsaws
This isn't my blood
Where did my ring finger go
Help me, I can't wake up
Even if you shake me
I think I just herd Freddy
Please awake me
Even if I hide they can hear me breathing
What happened to just dreaming
A doll just tried to hex me
I don't want to kill anybody
Who's this tiny man on a tricycle
How is this all possible
©wifey_suicide3 0pallavi4 31w
Twisted
She’d always been a sickly child
Right from the very start
Something was twisted inside of her
People suspected something was wrong with her heart
Her mother would fuss a lot
Protectively taking care of all her needs
With medication and doctors aplenty
Administering her story book reads
She’d go out to play with her friends
And after a little while start feeling faint
Something was twisted inside of her
A grim picture of health she would paint
In the evening she would be too unwell
To sit with the family at the dinner table
She would spend her time throwing up
Always nauseous , forever unstable
In no condition to attend school like the other kids
Her mother was her entire world
But something remained twisted inside of her
That refused to let her be just another girl
Her mother would feed her food and medicines
Slowly watch her slurp the hot soup
No matter how many drugs were given to her
She was asked to be kept cooped
Somehow she dragged on till she reached fifteen
People would tell her ma how sorry they felt
That something was twisted inside of her
How they were sad they couldn’t be of help
Her mother would weep, be comforted
And then go back to attending to the sick
People would rally around her mother
Who tried to make her better using every trick
And then one day after being unwell for a while
She finally died and was at peace
Something no longer was twisted inside of her
Her soul at last found the much needed release
At her funeral her mother was inconsolable
Her father serious and heartbroken
He’d managed to dig up her medical records
And was left with a horrifying token
The following week her mother was arrested
For having kept her daughter perpetually ill
For that something that had been twisted inside of her
She refused to go quietly until
She was shown how she’d fed poison slowly
To her unsuspecting, trusting little girl
Ruled a homicide she was thrown in jail for life
Her nasty mind finally to the world unfurled
A dark place is the mind of a mother who manages
To twist something inside of her own child
Just so that more attention can be drawn
To herself and more sympathy derived
Labelled a mental illness it survives
In parents who outwardly look loving and upright
Munchausen by proxy is a disease that takes
The life of an innocent and naive child
Munchausen by proxy is a mental illness in which a person acts as if an individual he or she is caring for has a physical or mental illness when the person is not really sick. Often the victim is made to look sick by the person in order to gain attention and sympathy. As a result, they do real harm to their children in order to fabricate symptoms.
Munchausen by proxy is a serious mental condition that should be reported in order to stop the person from being a caregiver to a child who naively accepts the help thinking of it as love and affection.
@pallavi4
20th of October, 2021
Pic credit: Pinterest, picture credited to its rightful owner- Igor Morski
#wod #refrain #mental_disease #Munchausen_by_proxy #stories_in_poems #mental_health #harm #death #scary @writersnetwork #miraquill #writersnetwork #poetry #pod #writerscommunity @miraquill.
19 5 6- childauthor_345 Damn you left stunned at writing of this rollicking and thrilling writeup on a concerning note
- lovenotes_from_carolyn Astounding, astonishing, awesomely penned depiction!! Munchausen was highlighted in the Bruce Willis film "The Sixth Sense," back in 1999. It was so jarring that I never forgot that part of the movie. Your depiction here of Munchausen is penned to perfection, eerily eye opening, and thoroughly chilling!
- pallavi4 @lovenotes_from_carolyn thank you so much ! Your encouragement means the world to me. You’re absolutely right, sixth sense did show this disease in detail. It has remained etched in my mind too since. It was horrific and extremely terrifying .
- pallavi4 @childauthor_345 thank you so much for your kind words. They mean so much to me 😊
- lovenotes_from_carolyn More than welcome, and I agree! It really made a big impact.
nocturnal_enigma 34w
* 29.9.2021; 3.19 P.M (Malaysia)
#NuEmHometown (See also my haiku on Hometown Cha Cha Cha)
#Haiku #NuEmHaikus #NuEmHaiKor
#Hometown #Kdrama #mysterious
#dissappearance #Scary #goosebump
* "Eeek" An #onomatopoeia #NuEmOnomatopoeiaHometown ~
A mysterious...
dissappearance; Scary ghost...
lurk in the hometown.
It gave me goosebump...
when one of the ghost's eyes seems...
like looked at me! Eek!
© Nuruliffa Emirah
@ nocturnal_enigma12 0pallavi4 36w
Ensnared
She was all alone one night
Walking home solitarily
The streets were lonesome and deserted
The moon asleep wearily
She sauntered home in the dark
Frightened, frazzled and scared
Afraid of her own shadow, she was sure
Someone would have her ensnared
As she was walking she felt
Someone behind her begin to chase
She quickened her steps into a jog
Petrified to turn around and him face
She could hear footsteps trailing after her
Accelerating as she increased her pace
She wasn’t very far away now thankfully
From her own place
As he closed in she felt
A gust of wind whoosh past her ear
She was forced to turn around
And stand face to face with her fear
She opened her eyes she had instinctively
Closed to keep herself from seeing something bad
Shivering she searched for her attacker
Only discovering a black robe in which he had been clad
Shaking as she picked up the black robe
She looked around the abandoned street
Nothing but the sound of crickets could be heard
And the sound of her own heartbeat
She breathed in deeply to calm herself
And the pounding heart she could feel
A draft twirled around her as she turned
From her head to her cold feet
It was as though she was being embraced
In a passionate hug by something she couldn’t see
She wondered if she were going crazy and said aloud
“What the hell is happening to me !”
The minute she was released from the tight grip
That nearly squeezed the life out of her
She ran to her house soaked in sweat
Inspite of wearing a coat lined with fur
Unsteadily she unlocked the house
And collapsed after shutting the door
She sat bewildered at what had happened
Puzzled and staring at the floor
Unable to grasp the contents of the night
And make out what had come to pass
Slowly after braving the shock she stood
And poured water for herself in a glass
All her life she would wonder if or not
She had seen what she thought she’d seen
The cloak hung behind her bedroom door confusing her
A symbol of what had really been
@pallavi4
18th of September, 2021
Pic credit: Pinterest, picture credited to its rightful owner- “Late night drives in Alaska” by Hannah Kemp
#ensnarec #ensnare #writersbay @writersbay #stories_in_poems #horror #ghost_stories #ghost #scary_poems #scary @writersnetwork #miraquill #MirakeeWorld #writersnetwork #poetry #pod #writerscommunity @miraquill.
22 9 7- antarraal Uff it reminded me of Patrick Swayze and Ghost....❤️❤️❤️
- pallavi4 @scribbles_of_azkiyah thank you 😊🙏🏼
- pallavi4 @poetrycity thank you so much 😊
- pallavi4 @fromwitchpen glad you liked it ☺️
- pallavi4 @antarraal I ll take that as a compliment 😊
czarcasm 37w
Terrors of the night
The feeling came, a moment of happiness paused in a sliver of time
And they wished they could save it, capture some of that light to cherish
But as quick as it came it went
Leaving them in complete darkness
And that was when true fear settled in
For the dark is the monsters friend
They made no noise as they stood there, taking in the noise of the dark
Waiting to sense any movement
Their hair on their forearms stood up
And they could feel someone, something watching them
Blood pounding in ears they stood fast
Hoping it was only nerves
As the wretched feeling settled in their gut
They were being stalked by the night
A scraping sound filled the air to their right
And they winced, stopping themselves from running
'It was nothing, absolutely nothing'
Yet the noise after that thought countered it
Something was out there, and there was nothing they could do about it
For they found they couldn't move
Something was holding their feet into place, making them stay
To attest to the horrors in the night
An unearthly roar filled the air and they shook
Skin covered in goosebumps, their breath caught
Was this the end?
And there, before they could blink, the demon ran out at them
©czarcasm