These are some random zombie poems I’ve written.

Zombie Haiku

Dead flesh rots away,

Undead brain continues on.

No hope for us now.

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Flesh Eaters

Rip, tear, scrap, scratch

Bite, chew, growl, snap

Blood, sweat, guts, brains

Guns, knives, bats, chains

Run, hide, kill, fight

Morning, noon, evening, night

Scavenge, hunt, food, supplies

Raiders, mauraders, tricks, lies

Brutal, hard, short, mean

Unfeeling unforgiving, unsafe, unclean

Pain, struggle, filth, strife

Humans, zombies, death, life

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Will to Survive

A long road to follow, a long walk ahead.

A world fueled by madness, and drowning in dead.

The days will be longer, the nights will be harder.

Our skin will grow tougher, our will will grow stronger.

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To the Zombies

Vampires, werewolves, gremlins, and ghosts.

These are the monsters that we fear the most.

But there’s something much worse out there lurking around.

Dragging their rotting limbs across the ground.

They don’t want to scare you, they just want you dead.

They want to insure the infection will spread.

Your flesh and brains are their only desire.

They’ll cast the world into blood and fire.

The plague will rule, the dead will roam.

Your life will be running, the road will be home.

These monsters don’t hide in the shadows at night.

They’ll rip you apart in broad daylight.

They can not be cured and have no human side.

The people they were have been gone since they died.

They’re alive, but yet lifeless, they feel no remorse.

Their condition is permanent, the bite is the source.

They are not just monsters, they’re an army from hell.

You may not be certain, but I know quite well.

There are many monsters, but I raise a toast,

To the rotting corpses I love the most.

Of all the monsters that ever frightened me,

I raise my bat to the zombie.

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I Want to be a Zombie

I want to live past the end, no bullet to the head.

I want to fall asleep living and wake up dead.

I want to stagger down streets with hunger in my heart.

I want to catch a fresh meal, I want to rip it apart.

I want to see the infection spread.

I want to feel the virus shred, my humanity into a memory I can’t remember.

I’m gone forever.

A case for the face that used to mine, no more waiting or wishing or wasting my time.

I wanna be a zombie.

Kill them all, bring the gore. Spill their guts across the floor.

I wanna be a zombie.

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That’s all folks!