Spooky Halloween Poems

Published: October 23, 2020

Scary Halloween Poems

16 Scary Halloween Poems

Halloween is a fun holiday, but it can also have elements of darkness. Some people enjoy the spookiness of it. They enjoy being frightened by paranormal activity, haunted houses, witches, death, spirits, and scary movies. These poems are for people who like the terrifying aspects of Halloween.

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    Night Of Fright

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    Monsters stalking through the night.
    Halloween is the Night of Fright.
    Fear is what this night brings,
    Along with many other things.

    Are you sure you are prepared?
    Tonight is not for the easily scared.
    Creatures from hell roam on this night,
    For tonight is the Night of Fright.

    Trick or treat you say,
    You should not have waited until the end of the day.
    Tonight you will lose your tricks and treats,
    For the monsters need to eat.

    You better not take this night lightly,
    Or else you will truly learn what fright means.

    In ancient times people feared this night,
    The night they greeted with fright.
    Why they were so scared you will soon see,
    On this "All Hollows' Eve."

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    I have loved Halloween ever since I was a child. I love to write and paint all things Halloween.

    Halloween Chills

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    On this night of spooks and gnomes
    Of swooning leaves and cringing crones
    Of legends told from ear to ear
    Of shrieking cats that grin and sneer

    Over the hill and past the tree
    A haunted house there said to be
    With chill and mist to pierce your soul
    And whispering winds to keep you cold

    Heed the whispers straight from hell
    To keep you safe from witchy spells
    For through this night of devilish play
    All who tread will rue the day

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    Poem about a person experiencing somebody following them, all until it leads up to a fateful Halloween day. This poem was inspired by the fact that Halloween is just around the corner, and by a TV show that I was watching on the subject of stalkers and the notion of 'having somebody watching your every move.' I originally wrote this for a school writing submission, but soon got the idea to submit to somewhere more public.

    Black Hood

    • By Amy Pan
    • Published: December 2014

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    You know you've seen it around before
    Tailing your car to the grocery store.
    Just out of sight from where you stood
    That fleeting and unforgettable black hood.

    From the back of the line in the coffee shop
    To the streets, hidden behind a bus stop.
    'It's following me,' you decide for good.
    That evasive and eerie black hood.

    Taunting you, holding a bouquet of flowers
    A haunting feeling you remember for hours
    Frightening you more than it should,
    That ominous and daunting black hood.

    Jolting awake in the middle of the night
    It's outside of your window; your fear ignites.
    Losing more sleep than you ever thought you could,
    That sinister and possessive black hood.

    Now you can't even walk down the hall
    Without panicking; it's everywhere...yet nowhere at all
    Your crutch is the wall and its sturdy wood
    That terrifying and ubiquitous black hood.

    It's paralyzed you, with fear and uncertainty
    Snatching your thoughts and seizing your clarity
    If you knew a way to stop this, you would
    That uncontrollable and engrossing black hood.

    Today is Halloween, the day of the dead.
    Trudging home with feet heavier than lead,
    You hear footsteps behind you, so you stop in your tracks.
    You're shaking with terror, that feeling is back.

    But this time, it's different; something's wrong.
    Though your fear is the same, ever so strong,
    Now it's closer, behind you, there's a knife at your back!
    The last thing you see before the world turns black...
    is
    a
    Hood.

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    This was written as an introduction to a spooky streetcar ride through a dark woods.

    Witches' Moon

    • By Rod I. Eaton
    • Published: October 28, 2020
    A Spooky Night Near Halloween

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    On 'Tober nights ere Witches' Moon,
    spirits sway and creatures croon.
    As darkness falls and shadows grow,
    haints and haunters fain to show.

    Dry bones rise up to join the fun,
    clink and clacking as they run.
    A straggly scarecrow 'stride a broom.
    rides beside her ghastly groom.

    And long before faint daylight comes
    banshees beat upon their drums.
    Well shivers creep along your spine,
    wolves and wildies woof the time.

    Then ghosties in the woods do soar,
    shrieking loudly with a roar.
    A caterwauling in the gloom,
    wailing at the Witches' Moon.

    With all the ghoulish guests now here,
    time to dine, since dawn is near.
    Please pass the wildroot, pass the cake.
    Plates begin to levitate.

    Now pale light creeps across the sky.
    Morning's nigh, 'tis time to fly.
    So with a whimper, not a bang,
    vampyre bares his single fang.

    Pale zombies pass the graveyard gate
    with their clumsy, stumbly gait.
    And with a quiver and a moan
    howling dogs slink home alone.

    Your heart slows down within your chest.
    Beastie souls lie down to rest.
    As spirits sway and creatures croon,
    bid goodnight, wan Witches' Moon.

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    This poem is about the electricity of Halloween night.

    Halloween Night

    October Days And Autumn Love

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    When days grow short and nights get cold
    And autumn trees turn red and gold,
    Move, we may, through sun drenched days
    'Midst leaves and berries and bales of hay.

    In our hearts we feel the lure
    Toward darkness, shivers, and things not pure,
    While ghostly shadows creep slowly by,
    Spying on witches and brooms that fly.

    Icy fingers that grab their prey
    And do bad things 'til night turns to day.
    Heed this plea to stay inside.
    Find covers and blankets and sheets to hide.

    Slowly this night will fade to day
    And fiends and monsters will crawl away.
    Once a year, on this dank night,
    We'll shake and shiver 'til morning light.

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    What a brilliant poem that perfectly captures Halloween Night.

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    Out of all the poems I have written, this is my favorite one. I wrote this about Halloween because I adore Halloween.

    Halloween Night

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    The corpse that walks,
    its solemn line.
    The vampire stalks,
    finds blood to dine.
    The werewolf howls
    at the silver moon.
    His human form
    what's showing at noon.
    The mummy's cries
    of pain and loss.
    His wraps that musty smell and moss.
    The witch that flies,
    upon her broom
    casting curses
    and spelling doom.
    The black cat scurries,
    hisses and claws
    through the graveyard walks his paws.

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    This poem is for those of us who still love Halloween or All Hallows' Eve, as some people refer to it. I've always loved the fun of this harvest celebration. This time of year does have a special mysterious eeriness to it, especially at night. Spiders are spinning the most fantastic webs. Sometimes the moon glows yellow, full and bright. Other times there's a dull white glow with misty passing clouds and chilliness. It's a fantastic time of year to enjoy and sometimes allow our imaginations to have fun!

    Fearful, Foggy Night

    Celebration Of All Hallows' Eve

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    Damp darkness befalls as gray fog settles in.
    Frightening shadows lingering within.

    Footsteps echo through the black, eerie night
    With scrapings and rustlings, yet nothing in sight.

    Misty clouds floating across the dull moon.
    Heart stopping feelings of horror and doom.

    Howling squeals pierce the smoggy air.
    My heart pounding harder in panicky fear.

    The faster and faster I try to race,
    My shaky, weak legs won't keep up the pace.

    A scary, awful blood-curdling scream.
    I feel so faint, as if in a dream.

    Ghostly eyes glowing in bushes distant,
    Getting closer and closer in an instant.

    Frozen stiff, I shut my eyes tight,
    Holding my breath with all my might.

    Then swishing past in the chilly breeze,
    Opening one eye, I suddenly breathe.

    Finally putting my fears at ease.
    Oh, it's just Trick or Treaters on All Hallows' Eve!

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    I wrote this about a Halloween night and how you can expect anything.

    Anything Goes On All Hallows' Eve

    Spooky Night In The Woods

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    The sun set in the early eve.
    No light could pierce those mammoth trees.
    Dark and dense for miles wide,
    You could wander lost forever inside.

    Oh, the tales of horror that Forest weaved
    Of monsters and ghosts behind each tree.
    Werewolves howling at the fullest moon
    Those screeches of witches and baleful loons.

    We'd hike all day and camp at night
    When those campfire stories would fill us with fright.
    Tales of terror too grim to conceive
    But anything goes on All Hallows' Eve.

    We knew we wouldn't get much sleep.
    Instead, we'd listen to footsteps creep.
    We'd watch the shadows in the firelight,
    Staying quiet and safely out of sight.

    Blood splatters upon the walls of our tent.
    We'd cling and we'd cry, repent and lament.
    We'd tell ourselves that it was all make-believe
    And that anything goes on All Hallows' Eve.

    The night was so black, and the air was so chilled,
    The hours passed by as if time had stood still.
    Some fetid, foul creature whispered nearby,
    And from deep in the woods came a scared baby's cry.

    Some would become full of panic and fear,
    They'd run into the forest and just disappear!
    Filled with such horror, they'd suddenly flee
    Forgetting anything goes on All Hallows' Eve.

    We would doze off and awake, again and again
    Until the harrowing night finally came to an end.
    And we'd wait for the welcome light of the day
    And see another Halloween just creep away.

    Then the sound of the leaves in the soft autumn breeze
    And the sun peeking through those fluttering leaves
    Filled us with so much relief inside
    We couldn't believe we had somehow survived.

    But we'll do it again come this time next year,
    With no trepidations, hesitation, or fear,
    Because nothing was really as sinister as it seemed
    It's just that anything goes on All Hallows' Eve.

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    This is an original poem I wrote about Halloween, obviously.(:

    Black Trees, Ghosts, And Bumble Bees

    Scary Halloween Poem

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    Lying on your bed just like every other night,
    There is something that'd give grown men fright,
    There's a black figure stalking in the night,
    And it won't go away until dark turns to light,
    It's the very thing that we all give up breathing,
    It's the latest toy it's a werewolf being,
    It's so scary and it's breathing in the night,
    The creature jumps off and it takes to flight,

    You can scream all you want to but that won't scare,
    Too small for a dragon but too large for a bear,
    Leave your lights turned on and turn up your favorite song,
    Call in your parents but they won't help you now,
    You've gone too far so you can't get back out,
    It's not that silly monster in your closet,
    Your Aunt's picture in your heart shaped locket,
    No old black magic or any trick of the mind,
    It pulls you in and soon you're entwined

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    Dear Coral,
    I am an adult woman that loves-so far-Halloween. I really enjoyed your poem. Please keep writing.

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    In Darkest Woods He Wandered

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    In darkest woods he wandered,
    one moonless stormy night.
    The tree limbs made him shiver
    reaching out through lightning's light.

    The thunder rumbled its deep warning
    and spoke of dreadful things;
    for he was out on Halloween
    with all its dark heart brings.

    His path led through the woods for miles
    and eyeballs watched him travel;
    He could feel their wicked smiles
    while trying hard not to unravel.

    Would he live another hour
    or would dark forces take him down?
    Would they this traveler overpower?
    Did he hear hoof beats on the ground.

    The thunder clapped the lightening flashed.
    The tree limbs reached to slap at him;
    He heard the evil cackle while
    all his senses seemed to dim.

    The rain was in his face now
    as the storm just seemed to grow;
    he was lying on his back
    and how, he didn't know.

    The fear engulfed his total being
    he couldn't even speak
    and all the evil he was seeing
    only served to make him weak.

    He jerked awake and saw beside him
    another frightened form.
    Somehow they both were now
    together in this awful storm.

    He looked at her beside him
    and said with eyes quite wide;
    I don't feel like sleeping out,
    I think I'll go inside!

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    Great spooky writing! Halloween is one of my favorite holidays and I love to read Halloween/supernatural writing year round.

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    Thrilling scary Halloween poem about vampires running wild throughout the night preying on the blood of human victims.

    The Vampire's Kiss

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    Beware the kiss of the living dead.
    It will leave you wanting.
    Hunger delays once he's fed
    But soon restarts the hunting.

    Daylight breaks and brings the night
    As deadly sleep takes over,
    And when the moon renews its light
    The corpsed shell grows colder.

    A woman walking down the street,
    An invitation to dinner.
    She never hears the silent feet
    That carry the deadly sinner.

    And as the fangs sink down deep,
    The hunter takes his prey.
    He prays the Lord her soul to keep
    Then slowly backs away.

    Beware the kiss of the living dead.
    It will leave you wanting.
    Hunger delays once she's fed
    But soon restarts the hunting.

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    The moon was such a sight on this eerie night.

    Halloween Night

    • By Charlotte Bancroft
    • Published: October 2016
    Eerie Halloween Happenings

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    Halloween night is not what it seems;
    Ghosts and ghouls haunting your dreams.

    I walk among the spooky, old shack.
    Clenching my fists, I am ready for attack.

    A witch flies by on her broomstick,
    Trying to steal my candle's wick.

    Leaving me in the dark,
    Hearing only the echo of a bark.

    The wolves howl,
    As the black cats prowl.

    Zombies rise from the ground,
    Buried graves cannot be found.

    These things may give you a fright,
    But it is only the beginning of Halloween Night.

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    This poem is about a spooky experience on Halloween

    One Good Scare

    A Spooky Story In Honor Of Halloween

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    I saw a shadow passing by,
    Thinking it just a trick of the eye.
    I turned on the light, but no one was there,
    Though I noticed a fragrance, thick in the air.

    Convinced all was well, I lay myself down,
    But then, without warning, came a frightening sound.
    I could hear right beside me, so crystal clear,
    Someone was breathing right in my ear.

    I turned on the light and jumped out of my bed,
    This time I was certain it was not in my head.
    The quiet that followed seemed abnormally loud,
    And there, in the doorway, I saw a dark cloud.

    It floated right toward me as fast as could be,
    And then it just stopped, quite suddenly.
    And there I could see an old woman's shape,
    Dressed in a flowing, black, hooded cape.

    Slowly her eyes looked straight into mine,
    I felt locked in her stare for what seemed a long time.
    But then she just smiled a sick, toothless grin.
    As she lapsed into a wild and swift, twirling spin.

    I felt mesmerized by this terrible sight,
    Unable to move, paralyzed with fright.
    And then once again came that sweet, sickening smell,
    Perhaps, I was smelling the doorway to hell.

    A sinister cackling filled up the room,
    She sounded like a murderous, malevolent loon.
    She reached out her hands with black, claw-like nails,
    And then from her mouth came a torturous wail.

    Her spinning slowed down and came to stop,
    Just like a child's toy, spinning top.
    And then she was gone, she just disappeared.
    But I sat there unmoving, still lost in stark fear.

    Then I crawled back to bed and curled up by the light.
    Grasping my Bible with all of my might.
    Praying and praying with heartfelt concern,
    That this monstrous spirit might make a return.

    I watched as the clock ticked the long night away,
    Longing for the light of a brand new day.
    And over and over, I relived what I'd seen,
    And then suddenly remembered, it was Halloween.

    Well it gave me relief; I now lay there quite calm,
    The horror I felt was suddenly gone.
    That crazy old woman was supposed to be there,
    On this day, above all, I deserved one good scare.

    Well I felt like a load had been lifted from me,
    And as I relaxed I fell quickly to sleep.
    But I never forgot what that night I had seen,
    And when I was treated to a true Halloween.

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    I'm not afraid of ghosts and ghouls, or things that go bump in the night. It's the living you should be afraid of, especially on Halloween night.

    Halloween Is Here

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    Dark and mysterious creepy night.
    Pumpkin masks shining bright.
    Scary monsters, witches' brew.
    Trick or treat you have to choose.

    Some dark stranger knocking at my door.
    Is he the devil? I'm not too sure.
    All I can see is hiss silhouette.
    I've never believed in ghosts, yet still I sweat.

    Yes, Halloween's arrived; there's no place to hide
    When ghosts and demons come alive.
    Halloween night has lost its way.
    Too many crazy people now come out to play.

    So, I'll close my curtains,
    Switch off the lights.
    They'll be no Trick or Treat
    For me this night.

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    This poem is Halloween themed (spooky) and is about a guy walking to a cemetery at night. It is Halloween night and a guy decides to walk outside, alone.

    Night Walk

    • By Haley
    • Published: December 2014
    Poem About Walking Through A Graveyard

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    As I walked down the leaf bestrewn path,
    The trees seemed to show their wrath
    As the wind violently attacked.
    In the obscure pitch black,
    The nearby hot spring was a steam bath.

    In the moonlight it steamed, gleamed, and screamed.
    The night was just like a dream,
    Only it was a nightmare:
    Frightening, fateful, freakish, fear,
    Nothing was as it seemed.

    Alone, abandoned, afraid and ambivalent.
    I must have looked very innocent
    As I opened up the gate
    Leading to my ominous fate.
    I opened the doors to imprisonment, which kept me alert and vigilant.

    The paved graves, brave and gray,
    Ghosts glanced at me and waved.
    I stood frozen in the night.
    There was only one street light.
    The ghosts raved; they were a cold urgent wave
    Craving to be saved.

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    The Darkness

    • By msullivan
    • Published: October 2011
    Scary Halloween Poem

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    The darkness comes from deep inside.
    It creeps up from out of your dark side,
    Gnawing at your flesh by your graveside
    Of a life that you feel leaves you mortified.
    Creeping death shivers down your spine.
    You feel it wrap around; you feel it reassign.
    Your screams and visions will all align.
    Under the moon they will combine.
    The cares and the worries you place on today
    Are replaced by blinding pain in your temple, you have nothing to say.
    You feel all hope go floating away.
    Leaving you alone, as your body starts to decay.
    You see your life end, but when did it begin?
    You fall to your knees as your thoughts go within.
    The deepest part of your soul, under your skin.
    You see the vision of the bitter end.
    You stay alive as the skin and muscle fall from your bones.
    You get lightheaded and collapse on your knee bones.
    You feel like you're in an episode of the twilight zone.
    All you can do is let out a little moan.
    You finally succumb to your fate.
    You finally become the desolate.
    Roaming the earth as death's advocate,
    Bringing your victims to hell's gate.

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