Horror Without Borders. Volume 2
Hidden Realms
Editor Олег Хасанов
Compiler Олег Хасанов
© Олег Хасанов, compiler, 2025
ISBN 978-5-0064-7336-2
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Horror Without Borders
Volume 2
Hidden Realms
A World Anthology of Dark Poetry
Edited by Oleg Hasanov
Horror Without Borders. Volume 2: Hidden Realms
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© 2022 Oleg Hasanov
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A HORROR HAIKU FOREWORD
Do you have the time?
I’ve got a story to tell
About dead beauty.
I once believed that
Life’s a fairytale romance,
But no, I was wrong.
Life’s a ghost story,
It’s a cemetery walk
In winter. No doubt.
I remember that
Journey to Antarctica
Was like a red mist…
In a frozen ship
Is where we found these demons
By the night candles.
Unholy union
Chanting a spell for Satan
From a little black book.
Religions in ice…
A disentombed communion…
A cannibal house…
A girl was summoned,
Concubine of necrosis.
This book’s the portal…
A warm meal helped me
To regain my consciousness.
They gave me potions.
I see a raven
Through the barred window.
Landscape with a tower.
They gave me a pen
And a big stack of paper.
They want a report.
The long road to hell
Through the labyrinth of my
Memories, more like.
In the darkness of
My padded cell, all my thoughts
Go to Dorothy…
They got their report.
This diary of death is
A piece of my mind.
The revelation
In the asylum, a song
From the wailing tomb.
I want to escape.
My amygdala
Tells me I’ve got to.
If I stay any longer,
The lobotomy will be
The ultimate price.
In the waiting room 
