Under My Bed

poem by: Mr. Chap
Written on Apr 12, 2015 

There is something under my bed
And it truly gives me dread

But it also gives me questions

On why its arms bend in strange directions.
On why it has a still sadistic smile still as stone
On why its stench is so vile
Why do these questions make me alone?

There is something under my bed
I will uncover its secrets

 

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Milton Robertson commented:
All that is in the darkness shall come into the light. Very good poem. I think there's something under ever ones bed.
mr. chap commented:
Thank you for your thoughts Milton. It means a lot to me. You should also look at The Nothing Poem. Forgot who it was from but it was pretty ingenious and funny.
Christopher Russon commented on Oct 23, 2018 at 3:45pm
Nice work

 

 

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