Who’s That is a short scary poem about creepy things lurking in the dark.
Who’s that knocking at my door
Moving silently across the floor
Who’s that lurking in my hall
Tapping lightly on my wall
Who’s that hiding in my shed
Is it something scary, something dead?
Who’s that rustling in the dark
Something caused my dog to bark
Who’s that crawling up the tree
Peeking in and watching me
Who’s that in the blackness deep
Towards my house I hear it creep
Who’s that calling on the phone
Looking in when I’m all alone
Who’s that giving me a fright
Scaring me so late at night
Who’s that in my bathroom mirror
Shadows growing, drawing nearer
Who’s that crawling up my stair
I want to look but do not dare
Who’s that turning the handle around
Opening my door without a sound
Who’s that playing with my toys
They move around but there’s no noise
Who’s that in my attic room
cracking and rattling in the gloom
Who’s that lounging in my chair
It rocks and rocks but no-one’s there
Who’s that creeping in my window
I hide my head beneath my pillow
Who’s that whispering in my ear
My heart beats with tremendous fear
Who’s that tugging at my bed
Or is this all inside my head?
Who’s that when no-one is there
And something lightly touched my hair
And something brushed against my face
And on my cheek I felt it place
A horrid slimy cold dead kiss
Who’s that saying “Who is this?”
I put a beat to this.
Made it a trap song
I read this in my mind..in a creeepy tune and spooky bgm
My name is Fred
And I am dead
In my bed
Now I’m in your shed
And now you see why I am not a famous poet.
Who is it then?
Really cool and scary poem…………..love it from start to end…
How do people come up with these? I have zero skill. :(
Cool poem :)
Some of that I recognise as Monster by Skillet.
“It’s scratching on the walls,
in the closet, in the halls
It comes awake and I can’t control it
Hiding under the bed,
in my body, in my head
Why won’t somebodycome and save me from this,
make it end?”
I’m gonna post some random poem I wrote.
I’m hiding under your bed
In your body
In your head
I’m scratchin’ on the walls
In the closet
In the halls
I’m bouncing in your mind
In your thoughts
Until the end of time.
I know, it’s short, I was really lazy XD
Ok i. Gonna try to write a poem
Hide and seek
Im under the bed
Its searching for me
The beast is undead
Its menacing cackle
As it walks towards me
He looks beneath the bed
And thatswhen he said
Ifound you!! Now you Die!
You know the rules!
When it drawed its knife,
And plungded it through
and drew me to
The world i knew
But never seen
You may be next
ooh someone’s a stalker lol im kidding this was awesome!
WOW so cool
this poem is cool:)