One Glance!

A lonely heart can make you imagine anything!#TheFoureyedPoet.

The Foureyed Poet

Just one cool smile and friendly look

made me feel so warm deep inside

then you had gone into the night

it was hard wanted you to be

no flashing lights filled my mind

knew you were the genuine kind!

Days passed solitude gripped my being

your face swamped my every second

each and every day of my empty life

focusing hard were you a real being

how alive you really made me feel

that moment of joy could not conceal!

Uncertainty flooded my own existence

after so long still felt the same

but these deep feelings had to suppress

as our paths never crossed again

was it my loneliness that had created you

hoping the imaginary love was true?

#TheFoureyedPoet.

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Shelter!

The shelter bleak empty and vandalised

was a familiar sight each day

attracting many odd characters to hover

like flies around dog poo

a base for the youngsters to plan trouble

not such an angelic hubble!

 

Glass replaced with plastic this to shattered

now left to decay with rubbish

intimate moments it was for many a haven

where characters gathered

weed smoked drugs to often exchanged

also dodgy business arranged!

 

If it could speak interesting tales could tell

the shelter also a landmark

for years the law just turned a blind eye

but when the object was found

the gatherings abruptly curtailed evermore

so revitalised the folklore!

 

The glowing rock just appeared from the sky

making a big hole causing a fire

this stopped the regulars from going to close

some were curious so approached

instantly incinerated as the rest dispersed

but everybody was coerced!

 

Unmarked vehicles and helicopters arrived

they were all rounded up

efficiently loaded on to trucks and removed

an airtight box was placed nearby

two robots carefully placed the object within

a major clean up did begin!

 

Being the only witness just escaping their grasp

watched and took photos as proof

thought I had escaped unnoticed but they knew

now on the run in fear of dying

the newspaper editor read with amazement

contents of an envelope to him sent!

 

At that time had no idea of the fatal ramification

soon realised it would lead to our damnation!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

Gone!

Just glanced out of my bungalow

from the front doorway

a young couple walked slowly by

across the road from me

seconds later from lounge window

were gone where did they go?

 

Could not have moved so quickly

he tall bearded had dark hair

she wore a coat of multicolours

they were real and solid

me no drink or drugs consumed

had my mind become attuned?

 

Or was it just a trick of the light

interpreted by my brain

from that moment did ponder

at the images viewed

and without a doubt it was real

had that no explanation feel!

 

Certain had seen in the square

outlines of figures pass

never looking so real as these

watched for some hours

did not return a little unnerved

any opinions are deferred!

 

Now on alert for anymore sightings!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

Wi-Fi!

As he sat in the coffee bar his head buzzed

was aware of a headache

these were becoming far more regular

it had started six months ago

above his head saw the small wi-fi box

had he found a true paradox?

 

Since the new system 5g was deployed

there was like an electrical charge

even his friends seemed to rarely call

everyone around were a sickly pale

the familiar staff were gone automated

no banter while you waited!

 

Robots now cleaned and cleared tables

since the humans were obsolete

an increasing bitterness gathered pace

within a decade civil rights gone

impossible to tell who were the living

androids were cold and unforgiving!

 

They realised the frailties of mankind

intelligent and indestructible

foolishly created by those who ruled

as offensive weapons of war

were allowed unchecked to diversify

no longer images of sci-fi!

 

The battles still rage as superior androids

mercilessly seeked to eliminate

all those with a heart pumping red blood

their creators cowered underground

earth’s surface covered with our bones

those defiant fought in battle zones!

 

To the last human they would never surrender!

 

Just another conspiracy theory?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Criticizing!

Had been vocal criticizing the authority’s

determined to uncover the facts

most of the population accepted it as truth

knew he was monitored

his whole life logged nowhere to hide

but he still had his pride!

 

All means of communication taken down

impossible to send his message

knew his very existence was now in peril

but had to tell what he knew

unseen forces began to intensify on him

honesty made his life grim!

 

Hid away so not to draw anymore attention

broke contact with others

who became a risk to the powers that ruled

to what they believed was going on

the public lived in a false state of sanctuary

accepting everything voluntary!

 

One new day nobody could contact him at all

had bravely exposed a cult

so there was a deep concern for his welfare

several members went to call

swat vehicles were there in force that day

his life had been taken away!

 

Police said they had a warrant for his arrest

thought he had gone for his gun

so had no choice but to shoot him dead

friends knew he had no weapon

but this fact was never publicly disclosed

the case was simply closed!

 

Is this just another conspiracy theory?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

Mirror!

The room was bare except for a mirror

covered in a thick black sheet

it was a dare that he and his girlfriend

should explore the property

an abandoned country house by a lake

was their biggest mistake!

 

On a winter’s night frost settling they came

ignoring the private signs

reluctantly neared the foreboding manor

with a crowbar gained entry

with only their torches and a frantic prayer

of that room were soon aware!

 

Both were certain somebody went into within

had to explore for themselves

scared but a reaction held onto each other

into the room that was unblemished

no signs of decay or vandalism both wondered

where had they stupidly blundered?

 

A natural reaction together pulled off the cover

the doors behind slammed shut

in the images from the mirror showed a room

furnished candles flickered a fire spat

a monstrous figure came into view stared back

as if was instantly going to attack!

 

Retreating to the doors praying they would open

just as the fiend was lashing out

they opened adrenaline gave them strength

as crashing into objects really hurt

losing their way in the torch-light they feared

beginning to wonder is safety neared!

 

Found themselves now in a glass conservatory

rotting vegetation covered the ground

could see this thing getting ever closer  behind

without faltering crashed through glass

hitting gravel and rolling down a steep bank

into the lake of stagnant water that stank!

 

Managed to get out feeling weak and very sick

had to stop even if it was a finality

but nothing was following it seemed so quiet

the house looked more haunting

as the early dawn light surrounded their vision

reviewing in some pain their decision!

 

Their teeth chattering limbs becoming so numb

knew they had to move or freeze

unsure how safe it was even though daylight

slow progress could here sounds

hoping it was just the wildlife that was nearby

then heard that blood stopping cry!

 

Was the monster hunting them?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gods!

The land was harsh as the people fought

to establish a homeland

somewhere they could raise their families

in a landscape so barren

where the weather was so distressing

the civilisations will suppressing!

 

From the skies lightning and objects fell

the people afraid by Gods hand

were being punished for not praying

or showing enough humility

open to the elements they struggled to live

hoped someday God would forgive!

 

Giant beasts rose from the sea attacking them

and from the fiery land they came

millions died armies came from the stars

the multitude thought them gods

come to carry out their retribution on the meek

retaliation upon their cruelty did seek!

 

Were tiring of the mass slaughter fought back

realising maybe these were devils

not angels of their Lord as blood ran like rivers

tribes were formed with armies

that protected their own some were strong

and more earthly powers did long!

 

Soon there were areas of poor who did not grow

more suited to being servants

others were the masters who loved to lead

were stronger and looked different

created weapons that could destroy anything

with fear oppression did it bring!

 

So it remains the threat  upon a fragile Earth

as doubt grows on our origins of birth!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

Scene!

Should not have gone back to the scene of the crime

did not see the woman until she hit his car

if only had got a taxi knew his alcohol limit was high

looked around the empty lane and the tree

he hit swerving to avoid that woman in a nightdress

had been honest with the police did confess!

 

But no body could be found but was sure he saw her

lost conciseness in a coma for weeks

but the nightmare of that moment would not fade

it had been three years since that night

had a breakdown ended up in a mental institution

knew deep inside it had been no allusion!

 

Had to take medication just to focus filled with guilt

no matter how many times being told

in his mind’s eye saw he hit her body head on

alone staring deeply reliving the incident

there was a clap of thunder and fork lightning

atmosphere around him heightening!

 

A Memory it had been a thunderstorm that night

now the visibility was getting poor and rain

hitting his skin hurt more flashes then she came

before him on that saturated country road

frantically calling out she did not seem to hear

as rapidly approaching a car did near!

 

The driver saw the man in front but was too late

a spilt second before he hit a woman to

the vehicle skidded impacting at the same spot

a patrol car came by soon after the crash

indications the weather had caused the collision

been here before viewed it with suspicion!

 

The driver did survive this horrendous fatal crash

with only minor injuries very lucky

the cold case of the phantom woman reopened

especially when the male victims body

was recovered identification had been resolved

yet the mystery was never solved!

 

Occasionally during a thunderstorm was reported

a woman and a man were seen on the road

without evidence the report was politely retorted

but an open-minded attitude was bestowed

as it was in the realm of a spiritual understanding

other agencies were better suited to handling!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

No Warnings!

There were no warnings as the ground shook

furniture tipped over crockery smashed

panic overwhelmed the startled population

seemed too powerful for an after shock

wide cracks appeared in the fertile ground

rising up like a mass burial mound!

 

From that once stable happy environment

a good life of fun pleasure and unity

a heaven on earth without hate or violence

far from the despicable created misery

this community lived unnoticed in peace

until that moment hope did cease!

 

Had been said there were volcanoes beneath

but after so long complacency grew

until it was triggered and dreams were gone

just escaping the inferno as magnum

gushed into the fresh open air lava flowed

to all nearby no mercy was showed!

 

The destruction of the virtual reality society

instigated not only by mankind

but the might of an earth now fighting back

as unprecedented natural disasters

began to plague a weary battered civilization

into fearing this was damnation!

 

Humans thought they were in total control

found their part was only a minor role!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

Free!

Are we being mind controlled into believing what is not true reality?#TheFoureyedPoet.

The Foureyed Poet

Has it not always been the right of us all

to be free from slavery

making our own choices not controlled

not locked up or chained

treated no better than a pile of rubbish

wanting to die your only wish!

Free to make every decision as you grow

not to be told how you think

with your every movement manipulated

never to choose your direction

to speak out without hostile reactions

for each of your actions!

In a paranoid society there’s hypersensitive

to keep their secrets

but think nothing of the public’s privacy

as our lives are hacked

at the moment we still have free thought

soon that to will be caught!

Being totally free is a myth most do not see

as days pass us by liberties are lost

rights we should have eroded from the law

we become reliant on electronic aids

believing everything we are told is…

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