They said It is in my Hereditary,
To see the Spirits in the Dark easily,
Ignored the claims until this Halloween,
When I Saw the Conjuring tricks,
Of The Unborn, Sinister,
That were scary and Insidious.
Soon found my Ring lost,
That I know was stolen by The Orphan,
Complained to her foster Mama,
Who always had a Grudge on me.
She denied having it and sent me,
To The Cabin in the woods,
Where my friends Annabelle and Chucky,
Were cleaning up The Dark Water.
They put me through A Woman in Black,
Who finally got my ring in her Possession.
The Omen of bad luck when reached the Final Destination,
Realized, from Dusk till Dawn I just kept on searching,
For A Quiet Place to open my Ouija board,
To send The Invisible Man to The Other side of the door,
By doing The Rite of The Exorcist,
Who wanted to Drag Me to Hell.
When this Nightmare on Elm street ended,
I was asked if I believed in Paranormal activity,
Hush!!! Just keep up The Silence,
Don’t Breathe was my only answer.
#Napowrimo #humor #horrorfilms #poetry #poems
Wow! This is really creative and unique. And looks like you really enjoy horror movies 😁
Well, it's a dark humor poem. Horror film addicts would surely have it easy to relate this to humor category. For others, I'll give a heads up. Don't look into the story, since it won't be logical. I've just used some famous horror movies names to create this poem. The words in italics are the titles of the movies :) Trust me. It's not dark. It's just my kinda humor:)