Short Walking Dead Poems
Short Walking Dead Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Walking Dead by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Walking Dead by length and keyword.
A Night of Fright
fear
monsters
walking dead
night at graveyard
Run...
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Categories:
walking dead, fear,
Form:
Lanterne
The Walking Dead
Rushing to nowhere
The dead are lowest on time
For eternity
Self-condemned to walk empty
Though life works differently...
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Categories:
walking dead, baseball, deep, life, lost love, people, self,
Form:
Tanka
Depression Is---A Short Poem
Walk around feeling overwhelmed and full of dread,
having a heavy black cloud right over my head,
feeling like I'm part of the walking dead...
12-4-16...
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Categories:
walking dead, depression,
Form:
Free verse
Walking Dead On Halloween
On Halloween night, the walking dead clones
Shuffle around with mumbled grunts and groans
But have no fear
When they come near
They would rather die, than turn off their phones!...
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Categories:
walking dead, halloween, humorous, parody,
Form:
Limerick
Walking Dead
Debilitating Despair-
Tortured Tirelessly-
Rotten Rebellion-
Perilous Pain-
Skipping Survival-
Needless Nothings-
Eyes fixed in a Black Haze-
Used Goods-
Hidden Hope-
Walking Dead...
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Categories:
walking dead, depression,
Form:
Free verse
Om Ega
this emptiness
this nothing
finally - we are
face-to-face
time against time
I am only a human
simpler than one instant
of the fragile flesh
of the roaming mind
a walking dead...
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Categories:
walking dead, cancer, cry, dark, death, health, slam,
Form:
Ballad
Zombie Apocalypse Vs Social Collapse
The Walking Dead, the zombie apocalypse,
is very synonymous with social collapse.
Forget about zombies, because when the dollar crashes,
the same aberrant human behaviour will spread rapidly among the masses....
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Categories:
walking dead, money,
Form:
Rhyme
Halloween Costume
I’m the costume that children dread
A plain white sheet off Mama’s bed
Just cut out about three holes
Throw me on and out you roles
I’ve turned you into walking dead
10/29/19
syllables count is 8,8,7,7,8...
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Categories:
walking dead, childhood, halloween,
Form:
Limerick
Matilda Vampire
Good Evening Matilda
We meet under Silver Moonlight
Show me your neck Vampires
Or are you rather a Cider soaked skeleton
Walking dead white ghost
On the road to the shops
To injest more wrinkles
Into oblivion...
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Categories:
walking dead, abuse,
Form:
Free verse
Walking Dead
You see the shell, it appears intact
but deep inside the demons attack
chewing, gnashing, flailing about
no one happy will ever get out.
Stomping on good thoughts, smashing your pride
You have become nothing, have nowhere to hide...
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Categories:
walking dead, depression, emotions,
Form:
Verse
Daniel
Daniel
Reminds me
That a name
That is not a casualty of war
Is a name that may not adorn
A war memorial gravestone
But is rather living among the walking dead
That came home to live out
The days of thunder
For countless others...
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Categories:
walking dead, appreciation, , memorial,
Form:
Free verse
Wed To the Dark
Many visions in my head
Most resemble the walking dead
Wide awake lying in my bed
Evil thoughts must be fed
Scoring HIGH on my dark cred
To it I am wed
Scenes dripping a blood red
So many times I have said
I think I need some more of my med...
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Categories:
walking dead, addiction, anxiety, confusion, dark, emotions, how i
Form:
Monorhyme
Where (For Sarah)
Where will I be when your light is snuffed from my life?
When you no longer breathe the air I breathe, and I continue unknowing
chopping onions, typing letters, self-aggrandizing
Not knowing that like a Hiroshima survivor
I am the walking dead
my atomic clock ticking down...
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Categories:
walking dead, death
Form:
Free verse
Grey Rock
"Grey Rock"
skims a frozen lake
the surface never cracks
complex post tenure stoic
disorder done delivered dead
deliberate do not disturb
listen silence loudly shrouds
walking dead half in
shadow world half out
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
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Categories:
walking dead, muse,
Form:
Narrative
Guts and Bloody Organs
Human guts oozes out
Because of a vampire’s big mouth
Tearing the stomach wide open
No tormenting words were spoken
The walking dead feeds on its bloody organ
It was the gushy blood of j.p morgan
Whose eyes were plucked and smashed
His inside guts were also slashed
10-27-2020...
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Categories:
walking dead, horror,
Form:
Rhyme
The Books Do Not Speak
the walking dead.
zombies.
don’t eat flesh.
rather they ignore it.
the siren, heartless body,
panic, unseen.
paying for or glued
to the screen.
the body floats
by them.
they wouldn’t
have waved anyway.
a silent scream
emanates
from the brush
with death.
5/11/2022...
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Categories:
walking dead, america,
Form:
Free verse
Wide Open
Hours drift by
Yet here l still lie
Eyes and mind wide open
Desperate for sleep
Counting Little Bo-Peeps sheep
Eyes and mind wide open
Frustrated and forlorn
For now it is dawn
Eyes and mind wide open
Soon it is time to rise
I will be the walking dead in disguise
Eyes and mind unopened!...
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Categories:
walking dead, humor, sleep,
Form:
Rhyme
The Walking Dead
The Walking Dead, the zombie apocalypse,
is a mirror image of social collapse.
Eliminate the zombies from the series,
but give that abhorrent human behaviour that follows a very deep study,
because when the dollar crashes, and it will inevitably,
the very same abhorrent human behaviour will spread globally exponentially....
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Categories:
walking dead, future,
Form:
Rhyme
Halloween Night
I hide marred flesh,
Under my jeans,
The walking dead,
Among the teens,
So far I am,
A horror fail,
I look like them,
Weak and frail,
Tonight I wish,
To ask for a treat,
But they don't offer,
Brains or meat,
So I moan,
In hunger for thought,
But finding brains in this age,
Is a zombies rotten lot.
Happy hallows eve... bwahahahahaha!...
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Categories:
walking dead, angst,
Form:
Rhyme
Eidolon
Please don't shed any crocodile tears
But I've been dead for fifteen years
Folks say zombies aren't "really" real
Yet I walk and talk, and NEVER feel
I wish I could give a notable excuse
But it's all the fruition of self-abuse
So make your life the most it can be
Or wind up in the walking dead ranks ...
Like me....
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Categories:
walking dead, introspection, metaphor, spiritual,
Form:
Rhyme
The Walking Dead
Here the walking dead writes,
Wishing to be no more than a shadow,
Knowing the future, remembering the past,
Things are worse,
Will they get better?
Who knows but,
The walking dead?
Waiting for no answer,
Wanting to die now,
To feel no hardship later,
The human feeling life coming to its end,
And there's no one for human's defense...
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Categories:
walking dead, depression,
Form:
Free verse
Vampire of Love
She was a vampire of love
sinking her teeth into my heart
drawing my passion
leaving me lifeless in the dark
Now I'm the walking dead
another victim of the night
where she preyed upon me
left me hopeless without sight
So before you walk beneath the moon
under those beautiful stars above
I feel I must warn you
beware the vampire of love...
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Categories:
walking dead, loveme,
Form:
Lyric
Time To Count Some Sheep
Its 3am in the morning
Insomnia has taken hold
I will be shattered in the daylight hours
Looking and feeling a hundred years old
My body is so weary
My mind is so awake
Now I’m writing poems
A very big mistake!
I had better go
Its time to count some sheep
Or else l will be the walking dead
If l don’t get a wink of sleep!
Goodnight xx...
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Categories:
walking dead, good night, sleep,
Form:
Rhyme
Zombie Apocalypse
Two doomsday preppers
heard it was the end,
so got out their bug out bags,
guns and ammo,
and their journey began…
While hiking through
the thick Georgia woods,
they mentioned to each other,
to shoot anything that moved…
It was a couple of hours later,
and hearing some gun shots
and feeling dread,
accidentally walked on the set
of the Walking Dead!...
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Categories:
walking dead, humor,
Form:
Light Verse
Random Thoughts **49** Haiku--Tanka--Haiku
Haiku-Tanka-Haiku
5,7,5 -- 5,7,5,7,7 -- 5,7,5
Evil brews, no rules,
looming witches ride their brooms,
demon eyed ghouls drool.
Potions have been brewed,
voodoo dolls alter my mood.
Serial killers,
dead become walking dead,
I feel like I'm in "Thriller"
Vampires, Ware-wolves,
Kruger and Micheal Meyers,
stalking to retire..
Jared Pickett
9/8/2010
Asavvy1...
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Categories:
walking dead, death, fantasy, imagination
Form:
Haiku