Grendel Haunts the Night: Dark and Haunting Poems of Beowulf’s Foe

Welcome to our collection of Grendel poems here at 1LovePoems! If you’re a fan of Beowulf, then you’re sure to appreciate the different perspectives and emotions that our poets have brought to the table. From Grendel’s loneliness to his ruthless hunger, there’s no shortage of inspiration when it comes to this mythical creature. So, scroll through our selections and immerse yourself in the world of Grendel – just remember to keep a torch handy in case things get a little too spooky!

Short Poems

1. “Grendel’s Lament”

No friends to greet,
No love to meet,
Solely anger and despair,
In this cold, lonely lair.

2. “The Beast Unleashed”

Rage erupts,
As the beast ascends,
Hatred conceived,
Infinite brutality unleashed.

3. “Grendel’s Solitude”

Hidden within,
A world of solitude,
Loneliness overwhelming,
Grendel’s heart laid bare.

4. “The Monster Within”

A creature born of darkness,
A beast with claws of steel,
The monster within me grows stronger,
In the darkness, it will forever dwell.

Medium Poems

Grendel’s Lament

In the dark and dreary moors,
I roam alone and forlorn.
My soul is tainted with wars,
My mind is shattered and torn.

I’m a beast without a home,
An outcast from all mankind.
My heart feels forever alone,
My fate is cruelly designed.

Shunned by those I long to adore,
Trapped in eternal despair.
My life is nothing but gore,
My existence beyond repair.

Oh, woe to the cursed soul,
Bound to the endless strife.
And to the world, forever a ghoul,
A monster til the end of life.

Beowulf’s Triumph

The mighty warrior stands tall,
Defying death in the midst of nightfall.
With his sword held high and true,
He faces the monster that none could subdue.

Grendel, the beast of countless tales,
Met his match in this man with scales.
With a roar, the creature charged ahead,
But was struck down by Beowulf’s deadly tread.

With a final stroke, the battle was won,
And Grendel’s reign of terror was done.
The mead hall erupted in cheers,
As Beowulf basked in his fame and cheers.

A hero was born on those fateful nights,
A symbol of bravery and might.
His name would echo through the ages,
A legend for all generations.

Long Poems

The Lament of Grendel’s Mother

Oh, how my heart, it breaks with grief
As I mourn my son, my noble thief
Whose life was taken, his future stolen
By those who saw him as a monster, alone
But I, his mother, know who he truly was
Not a beast or demon, but a creature with a cause

He was a creature born of darkness and gloom
A son of the earth, a child of the moon
His strength surpassed all, his cunning too
And with every breath, his power grew
Yet no matter how he tried, he was never enough
To escape the hate, to earn the people’s love

He took solace in the darkness, where he could be free
Unseen and unheard, where none could judge or see
Until the day came when a warrior came from afar
Seeking glory and honor, to become a star
But my son, Grendel, he knew the truth
It was not glory he sought, but blood and proof

And so the battle began, a clash of fate
But my son, Grendel, he was too late
Against the warriors of men, he could not win
And so he fell, his strength worn thin
But even in death, he was not alone
For I, his mother, would not leave him on his own

And so I came, to honor my son’s name
To mourn his loss, to feel his pain
For though he was born of darkness and gloom
My son was not a monster, but a creature of the moon
And so I sing this lament today
For my son, Grendel, who was taken away.

A Monster’s Soliloquy

In the dark and lonely caves,
I wander through the endless maze.
My heart, a stone, my soul, a curse,
I am Grendel, the demon, the perverse.

I haunt the humans every night,
With wicked claws and eyes so bright.
Their screams, their fear, are music to me,
For I am the monster they cannot flee.

They call me evil, they call me a fiend,
A creature of darkness, a terror unseen.
But little do they know, that inside my head,
A world of solitude, an endless dread.

I am alone, I am unloved,
My fate, my destiny, forever shoved
Into the shadows and forgotten land,
Where no light touches, no love can stand.

But still I wander, still I roam,
In the hopes of finding my own home.
A place where I’m not just a beast,
But a creature with emotions, with an inner feast.

Perhaps one day, the humans will see,
That even demons have hearts, just like thee.
That I am not just a monster in their eyes,
But a being, deserving of love and surprise.

Until then, I’ll continue to lurk in the night,
A monster so feared, a creature of fright.
But deep down, I know that I am more,
I am Grendel, a monster with a heart to adore.