Deafening!

Deafening sounds as the birds sang

smell of fresh-cut grass

the sun shone brightly and warm

children played blissfully

dogs chasing about with freedom

in this a fearless society

where unity was the key to peace

there existed genuine sanity!

 

But in reality this for most just fiction

some places was a reality

did exist but so easily snuffed out

as pollution from sources

that invade those bastions of hope

destabilizing each day

of an idyllic society the majority crave

to others never be a slave!

 

That longing for purity in the condition

no air pollution to breath

or poisonous food and water supplies

safety to walk about freely

knowing there is no dangers close by

or threats from any wars

is now just fantasy as the net tightens

the anxiety amidst us heightens!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

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Scent!

That sweet alluring scent made him turn

as she walked closely by

long fair hair glinting in the early light

just catching a glimpse

but the exhilarating smell lingered on

for her he did so long!

 

Could not lose the smell absorbed within

an image of flowing hair

intrigued to know what her image could be

frustrating his manly urges

just a glimpse but their auras had touched

why did he like her so much?

 

With an ever rapidly growing intensity he saw

an image with snarling teeth

in his decreasing waking and sleeping spells

the same form repeating

yet always the smell of that addictive perfume

his whole being did consume!

 

For an endless time had this pursuing torment

oblivious to any reality

afraid of another visitation of growing intensity

unable to grasp the cause

or comprehend the link between that meeting

and scent as his life was retreating!

 

With a jolt he opened his now heavy eyelids

his first sense to return smell

a blond woman by his side the scent strong

smiling and holding his hand

the one so sure that filled his every thought

no more to be sought!

 

She told him they were  married his new wife

but it did not ring true

the scent overpowering he felt blissfully calm

maybe this was his life

without actual proof  this existence was real

yet had a pleasant feel!

 

In truth he was in a deep coma after being hit

by the woman drunk driver

his last conscious moment was her expression

the blond hair of the paramedic

the scent recently put on was him at the scene

the injuries worst they had seen!

 

Now forever in his virtual perfect world Locked!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

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