House Exploration!

Alone abandoned the house was so stark

empty so long a tale to unfold

nothing moved very unwelcoming dark

a faded sign read property sold

what they would find there no telling

embroiled within this dwelling!

 

Noises had often been reported from inside

the stagnant air had a foul smell

murders within always had been denied

rumored another gateway to hell

nefarious building was a real abomination

they entered with deep trepidation!

 

It stood like a blot on surrounding lands

as the group of teenagers stared

jointly plotting rubbing their cold hands

had to investigate a decision shared

the group of four all were aged nineteen

focused to go as eyes watched unseen!

 

Hesitant to cross a line held hands outside

some distance from their addresses

laughed with a perverse fun none did hide

what waited in the deserted homestead

with torches on and their cameras to hold

soon found it had become very cold!

 

Daringly now in the garden were glaring

a touch of arrogance in thinking

headed towards house triumph sharing

focused eyes not blinking

the four neared door it was eerily still

the girls turned pale they felt ill!

 

An ineffable odour made them all halt

from then their actions defined

with fortitude pushed on with assault

suddenly a tree root entwined

tightly around two fell to the ground

slime oozed from a dirt mound!

 

Seemed an eternity fighting an unseen foe

drained and aching escaped the trees

instantly came into their view a large crow

breathless as if their lungs squeezed

frightened and stressed glanced around

as door burst open without a sound!

 

Feet heavy the four wanted to turn back

the stench was in the air once more

shadowy figures rushed at them to attack

strange sensation then a mighty roar

where the spectres came from none knew

door slammed trapped a weird glow!

 

Backs against wall as surging green glow

preservation forced the girls to run

as they successfully bypassed the object

this adventure was no longer fun

yelling as rotten timber floor gave way

crashing to the cellar into dank clay!

 

In darkness tried struggling to their feet

a new sickening odour entered each nose

the lads had falling to luckily had a torch

heard a constant beat as the evil rose

scrambling up rickety stairs reached top

floor beneath did with no warning drop!

 

Cellar door not locked clinging in grime

eerie sounds made atmosphere sour

a pulse made it shake in rhythmic time

had released a force gaining power

something had them trapped in a tomb

as their minds it began to consume!

 

Still crawling energy being sucked away

floor collapsed behind and below

a blinding flash then could see light of day

death close it grabbed Jacks leg a blow

unable to help they were propelled outside

a stroke of luck but their mate had died!

 

The house became a fire-ball and did implode

to close the three lay bloody on earth

barely able to move towards fence then road

so hot yet relieved felt like rebirth

such awful sounds from below they just cried

horrified just a hole what evil lived inside?

 

One week later back in silence on the spot

where they first viewed the dwelling

nothing there but foul ooze from the plot

none recovered the trauma telling

remembering and mourning their mate

thankful it was also not their fate!

 

Loud rumbling from below could be heard

as remaining shrubs disappeared

the only noise now a black squawking bird

each filled with a renewed fear

another bang the ground opened wide

in a split second they vanished inside!

 

Had not escaped the wrath that consumed

this unhallowed cursed ground

anybody trespassing here were doomed

no bodies were ever found!

 

Was this the end or just the first chapter?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Ball Of Fire!

He was certain something fell from above

a bright orange ball of fire

with a fiery tail streaked across above him

dropping at speed downwards

a silent motion picture there was no sound

in the distant desert came to ground!

 

Awe struck to him thought this was a sign

very odd for a true atheist

had he actually found a suppressed faith

in a god our alleged creator

something made him become tenacious

for somebody always gracious!

 

From then on the image within embedded

had to reach that distant place

became a pilgrimage of personal discovery

instinct drove him forward

heading into the desert without hesitation

to seek for an explanation!

 

His mind-set on just one mission that ball

of bright orange fire he saw

without care for his safety just charged on

with only his instinct as a guide

certain he knew where it had descended

no stopping until frenzied quest ended!

 

Adrenaline forced a fatigued body onward

but his mechanical beast failed

as dusk fell the temperature plummeted

yet he had to stumble on

his mind buzzed knew it was very close by

emotions erupted started to cry!

 

Coming to a steep dip in the desert landscape

fell to his knees as he saw it

a large craft below hovering above the sand

did not feel scared observing

that urge to approach was quickly curtailed

like a banshee he wailed!

 

As he heard vehicles approach from behind

armed men surrounded him

forcibly was thrown shackled into a van

the last image was that craft

what had drawn him here wanted to stay

but the military took him away!

 

Now was linked to this alien technology

or was reality closer to home

if he survived had to get to the bottom

of a mystery so deeply drawn to

taken underground to a research facility

reduced for the moment to docility!

 

But within him hidden memories stirred!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

Suspended!

The sensation of a ride on the new attraction

at the theme park was daunting

most others around were very enthusiastic

persuaded to ride the big dipper

not wanting to be classed as scared boarded

on a cell phone my image recorded!

 

Strapped into high-backed seats we climbed

slowly at first until reaching the peak

for a moment relaxed then surged downward

twisting and completing a loop

on its second rollover the train jolted to a stop

violently upside down at the top!

 

Seconds of a stunned silence before screams

as the straps pulled tight supporting

the ten fearful riders on the two precariously

poised carriages preventing them

falling to a certain collision with ground below

feeling it swaying to and fro!

 

That juncture in time you hope would not be

helpless your life could cease

nothing within your power to block your drop

skittish on how the outcome

is resolved so there are no injuries or fatalities

nor any unsuspecting technicalities!

 

Pain discomfort surging blood within the brain

fear of never getting home

seconds seem hours as the crowds increased

as they gorp at you on show

hanging like the latest attraction at the park

your chances growing stark!

 

Rescue services here at long last bodies numb

a creak a disturbing bump

will we crash amongst those gathering far below

turntable ladders close now

being helped from the tight harnesses and seats

back on the ground pulse at normal beats!

 

Reluctantly glance at where you were all trapped

the attitude to life changed evermore

hug between those you feel bonded in adversity

space blankets hot drinks

sympathy and tears crescendo amongst the throng

relief many burst into a spontaneous song!

 

Remembered that death never called your time!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

Savage Streets!

Cruelty and savagery explodes upon our streets

violence multiplies in every part of society

nobodies safe in the urban jungle or their homes

promises to cure the soaring carnage have failed

deaths go on the young rule many no go areas

where is law and order to protect the people

why is the taxpayers pockets continually drained

there is still much ground left bloodstained!

 

Emergency services being attacked on their call outs

hospital staff assaulted in the emergency rooms

trying to help all the thousands of drunken revellers

as those giving support are under increasing pressure

decision makers seem to live in a different dimension

as their statistics down play just what is happening

in the harsh concrete and tarmac wastelands no control

gangs and criminals power grows evil takes its toll!

 

Is this not happening everywhere in a violent society today

where the dark side on humanity doth now prey!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Forest Park!

A large forest park was spread over many miles

flush green flora covered large areas

natural open land preserved for public pleasure

nothing out of place to the naked eye

except for pipes covertly situated all around

upon the artificially cultivated ground!

 

An allusion to hide the storage base underneath

where advanced technology hidden

ready for coming predicted conflict for mankind

one of many strategically located

as daily life trundled on with an innocent mindset

oblivious of the dangerous hidden threat!

 

That day did come a shaking of the earth below

in the towns and villages enveloped

assumption was this must be an earthquake

but at that moment could not see

the park was opening exposing what was below

as the tremor did violently grow!

 

Though soon it clear as strange craft emerged

as a worldwide alert had been sent

an invasion of unidentified incoming alien ships

the secret defensive plan initiated

as the peaceful scene became a movie nightmare

in real three D the public were now aware!

 

In disbelief the people of the world had discovered

what had been hidden from them

that coded messages from invasion blockbusters

depicting countless alien attacks

was a warning of the real events that would arise

from different dimensions and open skies!

 

Soon the many other untold secrets would be known!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

The Calling!

Knew it was A risk in the wilderness

but had the calling to come

since he was a child this was his aim

at first the weather was fine

he had brought minimum provisions

seen this place in his visions!

 

This was his predestined lifes mission

had prayed for guidance

had worried parents from a young age

dedicated and well-studied

at twenty knew told them he must go

his family’s misgivings did show!

 

That morning he set off on his mission

rode his rebuilt motorbike

an emotional parting then he was gone

happy that day had come

parked then carried a large backpack

heading up the twisty track!

 

Now absorbed by natural surroundings

within his own thoughts

seemed oblivious to the many creatures

was contented raising his arms

praying loudly and walked as if guided

all needs would be provided!

 

Had no doubt waited his whole life for this

by the fast pure waterfall

drank the pure nectar and settled down

nightfall rapidly approached

under the stars at last he was satisfied

his future would not be denied!

 

He had no fear knew god protected him

this was a hallowed ground

here was untainted by mans savage hand

within was purified of his sins

now with the power and love in his soul

was ready to accept his role!

 

Headed home ready to become the good priest!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

It Started!

It started as a routine weekend in spring

dry and very sunny

heavy traffic buzz as the birds did sing

happy with no money

so young when love was all we needed

any warning never heeded!

 

Soon the late afternoon was upon us both

not noticing the time

just happy being in our own company

the clouds thickened

stopping as there was no sounds at all

except a faint call!

 

From a noisy street everyone had gone

no children’s laughter

empty ground where families played

just the two of us alone

above strange craft beams of blue light

the ground did ignite!

 

How we ran in a petrified state of terror

without a clue of the cause

near a railway track followed its route

hoping to see living beings

soon the lights were coming our way

we were somethings prey!

 

The railway station then came into sight

could see thousands

of humans crowded into a massive group

screams so mournful

creatures guarded with merciless intent

upon them cruelty did vent!

 

There was no resistance from any armies

they were in total control

without warning their will on us imposed

upon an unsuspecting earth

the beams seemingly erasing the population

a terrifying realisation!

 

These lizard like aliens were a grotesque sight

their numbers increased

as the human race disintegrated before us

from the intense glow

how we escaped to this moment do not know

man’s essence in rivers did flow!

 

The prophecy’s of a massive cull were true

not all were lost to the evil

a few innocent souls did escape the specters

determined to overcome

denying the elite their triumph and alliance

in the name of defiance!

 

Does such a conspiracy exist in society today?

 

The Foureyed poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sinkhole!

Outside of the desert camp gates

a sinkhole had appeared

during the long cold dark night

their entrance blocked

patrols at the perimeter fence

found cracks so immense!

 

Anybody within were trapped

the only way out fly

but there were no helicopters

nobody knew the cause

deep concern a secret facility

it was an act of hostility!

 

Who was the enemy contact lost

communications down

alone in the middle of a desert

an unseen enemy close

vibrations beneath their feet

with nowhere to retreat!

 

How any invaders could penetrate

or attack undetected

a dark project non-existent site

caused a major threat

no time to initiate self destruct

the project was fucked!

 

Blasts grew louder from below

the ground they stood on

disintegrated as the craft rose

cylindrical and metallic

slowly emerged from the debris

leaving behind the frenzy!

 

From the small sinkhole it grew

until everything imploded

those few soldiers who survived

helplessly watched

as in silence and blink of an eye

it vanished into the sky!

 

The leaders were far from amused

the stolen technology

could lead to the their downfall

those mighty paymasters

defeated by their doomsday device

mankind paying the price!

 

Could such a scenario really happen?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Camping!

Camping on moorland just needed a break

alone with his tent and nature

or that was how it was planned to much on

falling out with partner

solitude was what had always kept him sane

this was how he wanted to remain!

 

Fresh air and a warm starry night it was good

alone without argument

never able to do the right thing he pondered

sipping his hot coffee

in his own world when he first heard a cry

like an injured animal close by!

 

Had a walk around his camp but saw nothing

the view was magnificent

sheep and ponies grazed some distance away

it was then nerves came into play

realising the isolation until now had not cared

his very well-being bared!

 

On the grassy hillside no other human near

close by was swampy ground

saw a walker heading up to his high position

surprised as there was no path

through the water-logged low ground below

seemed to be moving slow!

 

Looking forward for a chat just sat and waited

then were lost from his view

flustered got up the person he tried to locate

but they had simply gone

knew another night would have to spend here

that was certainly clear!

 

Began to miss the quarrels he had left to avoid

as the temperature dropped

settling in his tent for one more lonely night

found it hard to relax

odd noises outside made him shiver with dismay

felt he had become the prey!

 

On the other side of the thin material breathing

well thought it could be

shuffling as if somebody was slowly approaching

almost afraid to take a breath

summoned up the courage to take a quick peek

an explanation to seek!

 

Cautiously took a look a shape he could just see

red eyes stared back at him

a mist swirled upon the ground what was this

a high-pitched shriek

as the thing charged this was the end he thought

next memory woke distraught!

 

The tent had gone laid on top of his sleeping bag

at his feet saw hoof marks

in the soft grass here still completely alone

gathered his belongings

just left as quickly as he could physically walk

with other people needed to talk!

 

A few days later his body was found on a trail path

trampled as if by a hoofed animal

there were no clues to what had actually happened

his wife informed by wallet contents

another death on this land they could not explain

animals were not allowed on the terrain!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Perpetual!

Perpetual wars ravage the battered ground

graves littered with the bones

of billions of corpses with countless tales

each could tell of their misery

harrowing demise through the carnage

of ever fed human rage!

 

Easily led and guided through their traditions

beliefs by convincing leaders

able to cultivate the hate and violence within

assistants given to promote

inflaming conflicts so they  rapidly expand

to once peaceful and friendly land!

 

Poverty covers large parts of a weary earth

scared with the warfare

as the environment adds to the desperation

a cataclysmic scenario nears

as the mega rich in their mighty towers rule

oversee us so arrogant and cruel!

 

What is the truth that surely has yet to be told

what deceptions existed

that we have assumed were honestly authentic

what is there actually to fear

as each day brings another unnerving suspicion

society heads towards decomposition!

 

Resources dwindling the population on overload

communications expanding

not for the reconciliation of a peaceful civilisation

as death and warfare boosted

technology advancing faster than we understand

life now for most is no wonderland!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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