Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of violence.
I hate you, old balding tree
Why do you insist on torturing me
Tap, tap, tapping on my bedroom
Window constantly
I know your hideous branches are
Waiting to pounce on me
It was hot that night, opened the
window in spite of my fright
Leaned out to catch a breeze
You swung your spindly branch
Slapped my face, not by chance
“Damn, you! I hope you get hit by
Lightning or even blown down
That night howling winds and thunder
You came crashing through my window
Your ugly branches, sunk into me
Dragging me, pulling me out the window
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| Writing Prompt |
The challenge is to write a poem that contains some form of horror or thriller. No more than 100 words. |
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