Classic Monsters
Born of lightning, stitched with dread,
I walk the earth though once was dead.
My maker fled, my soul was torn—
Who am I, a creature reborn?
Frankenstein’s Monster
I’m friendly, yes, but still a ghost,
Of haunted halls I am the host.
I float, I smile, I never scare—
I’m not like others, if you dare.
Casper
Two minds in one, a cursed divide,
One walks with grace, the other hides.
A potion’s sip, a twisted fate—
My darker self I can't abate.
Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde
By moonlight’s call, I shed my skin,
A beast within begins to grin.
My howl is sorrow, wild and deep—
I roam the night while others sleep.
Werewolf
I cast no shadow, nor reflection true,
My thirst for crimson is nothing new.
I charm, I bite, I vanish fast—
My legend’s old, but built to last.
Count Dracula
Say my name, but not too loud,
I dwell in mirrors, not the crowd.
Summon me thrice, if you dare—
But beware the curse I bear.
Bloody Mary
I grant your wish, but not your peace,
My lamp’s release begins the lease.
Twisted deals and cursed delight—
I dwell in shadows, not in light.
Evil Genie / Djinn
I rise when bells no longer chime,
My limbs are stiff, my breath is grime.
I hunger not for food or drink—
But flesh and fear, and thoughts that stink.
Zombie
Wrapped in silence, bound by thread,
I slumber deep among the dead.
My tomb was breached, my wrath unfurled—
I haunt the living from another world.
The Mummy
I’m stitched with love, but cursed with hate,
My smile is wrong, my stare is fate.
I sit and wait, I never blink—
Possessed, perhaps? What do you think?
Haunted Doll (Annabelle)
My cackle echoes through the night,
I ride the skies in eerie flight.
My brew is dark, my spells are deep—
In haunted woods, my secrets sleep.
The Wicked Witch
I haunt your dreams, not waking hours,
My blades are sharp, my grip devours.
In boiler rooms I make my stand—
A nightmare born from twisted hand.
Freddy Krueger
I have no head, yet I ride with pride,
Through misty woods where secrets hide.
My steed is swift, my blade is near—
I bring the end, not just the fear.
The Headless Horseman
I rattle walls and slam the doors,
Invisible, yet I start the wars.
I’m chaos wrapped in ghostly might—
You’ll never see me, but feel my fright.
Poltergeist
Beakers bubble, lightning strikes,
I twist the laws, ignore the likes.
My lab’s a maze of strange delight—
I build the monsters, spark the fright.
Mad Scientist
I’m not the Count, but still I bite,
My wings are black, I own the night.
I flit and flutter, small and sly—
A creature born to haunt the sky.
Vampire Bat
My silence screams in black and white,
A shadow stretched in pale moonlight.
I came before the Count you know—
A name unspoken, face of woe.
Nosferatu
My wail foretells a soul’s demise,
I haunt the hills with mournful cries.
Not seen, but heard, I bring despair—
A deathly whisper in the air.
The Banshee
I speak to bones, command the grave,
My spells are dark, my soul depraved.
I raise the dead with cursed breath—
A master of life, a dealer of death.
Necromancer
Born of hunger, cold, and dread,
I feast on flesh, the long since dead.
A whisper in the winter’s gale—
My soul is lost, my heart is pale.
Wendigo