Boarded Up!

The pub had been a land mark for centuries

but economic times hit hard.

Listed yet it closed as trade became poor

but a few weeks after closure.

Boarded up on the ground floor for security

hoping to make it vandal free!

 

Though it always had a history of odd events

while a popular venue.

The interior was original and still remained

from the fifteenth century.

Yet reports on going near it had an eery feel

a presence your sanity to steal!

 

A police cruiser came and stopped outside

the building seemed undisturbed.

Though the officers did walk the perimeter

being part of their patrol.

Both looked up to check the upper floor

each confirming a figure they saw!

 

Uncertain of exactly what they had witnessed

now committed to investigate.

Thinking the key to the padlock was required

approaching the entrance.

Concerned finding it open lock on the ground

they’d not heard a sound!

 

Cautiously entering to search the entire place

after deciding it was deserted.

Not a single intruder found within the walls

yet somehow didn’t feel alone.

Glad when finished made sure it was secure

not wanting to go in for more!

 

Before they left had to take another glance

again they saw an image.

Clearer resembling a woman staring down

from the same bedroom.

But as it was there soon no longer in sight

they drove into the night!

 

Dreading the report they’d have to write

logically it couldn’t be right!

 

Ghosts don’t exist! Do they?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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No Choice!

Having to find somewhere wasn’t easy

eventually a house came up.

First time I saw it had an eerie feeling

without another option took it.

With a choice I wouldn’t have moved in

as soon troubles would begin!

 

 

For some reason I couldn’t get enthusiastic

taking some time to get the stuff in.

My girlfriend came to her brother helped us

even loaning his van.

An old house but in a good state of repair

something wasn’t right there!

 

It was a quite small big enough for us two

in our bedroom was a big closet.

Every night the door just swung open

it felt like eyes watching you!

If you tried to sleep whispering in your ear

shadowy figures seemed to appear!

 

Escalating to heavy pressure on your chest

my partner woke choking.

Like hands tightening around her throat

we slept no more that night.

An atmosphere grew neither could define

our relationship began to decline!

 

It was though our humanity was being drained

evil thoughts entered my mind.

Towards the woman I loved happily so long

she became terrified of me!

But when I physically attacked and hurt her

all reality became a blur!

 

When the police came to arrest me for assault

was the route to my escape!

As it was concluded I was mentally unstable

and ended up in mental hospital.

While in there I met an interesting old guy

said he didn’t have long to die!

 

Knew all about the house I’d not long purchased

admitting he’d lived there.

Many years ago and was driven to murder

and it was his malevolent spirit.

That still  existed in the fabric of that place

evil showed in his gnarled face!

 

Whether it was true I couldn’t really be sure

but everybody loathed him there.

Soon afterwards passed on and I didn’t mourn

my girlfriend soon got better.

And I was then released and officially sane

but answers still remain!

 

Never returned to that strange house or area

lost on the whole deal.

Got our relationship back to how it was before

heard the house was destroyed.

Bodies were found in the buildings rubble

leaking gas caused the trouble!

 

I guess the old man was not so mad!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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