How?

How do we define a human beings life

that seems to click into place

is sweetness and bright without strife

others only nightmares do face

maybe earth for some a Heaven state

many Hell just misery and hate!

 

The rest live in a struggling neutral mode

juggling their burdens and heavy load

who are just able to live not thrive

hardships for billions who do not survive!

 

#ThefoureyedPoet.

 

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My Death!

How in seconds our lives can change

remembering when we met what fun

it was incredible just being with you

how your love simply filled my heart

thought your feelings were the same

that view changed as hate came!

 

Felt a sharp pain in my back that night

with disbelief in me you thrust a knife

your emotions had gone into reverse

sweet so kind thinking we were close

soul mates sharing our lives forever

now its my death we share together!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Published in: on 29/11/2018 at 11:59  Comments (1)  
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Unseen!

Is there a malicious unseen agenda

that does not want unity

where humanity would join as one

instead of our destruction

intent on fanning the flames of hate

when people want to debate!

 

Dividing the masses for the privileged

creating fear and mistrust

taking us away from a righteous path

into the depraved depths

when we know not what is happening

a scenario for many baffling!

 

Death and chaos is a daily occurrence

the threat of total anarchy

your neighbours and friends the foe

everybody filled with mistrust

as understanding slips into that abyss

hope evermore we shall miss!

 

Or is the turmoil part of an ongoing plan?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Special Day!

That special day has finally arrived

plans made hoping all is well

beginning of our adventure together

preparations completed ready

a nervous groom waits for his bride

standing nowhere to hide!

 

Soon she will walk down the aisle

two people to be joined

music starts to play nerves are taut

relieved as she is here

now together for that moment stand

promises a kiss hand in hand!

 

Behind family and friends sit watching

now smiles on your faces

turning to congratulations and praises

signing the register married

feeling of relief cameras start clicking

your married the clock is ticking!

 

Realising now two families are united

everybody happy and delighted

their perfect love match and marriage

or divorce hate then disengage!

 

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.

 

 

Untold!

Shouting from within the house was disturbing

terrified screams permeated

the neighbours had been use to frequent rows

but even they were shaken

the police were called but never came for hours

the next day people laid flowers!

 

When the house was entered there were bodies

a massacre the description

yet though eight were found spread in rooms

certain the killer was not there

known for their family feud it seemed overkill

a dread in the community did instill!

 

The house lay empty nobody wanted to go near

there was a dark  atmosphere

from a fun street it became somber and quiet

nobody had been caught

who could do such a thing to in this household

it seemed a mystery untold!

 

During the next year several bodies were found

in random spots in the same area

as those in the house mutilated the same way

all related to the house owners

yet no clues to give any identity to the culprit

no scenarios would fit!

 

Theories abounded gang related or a grudge

passing down the many years

they were from a country vampires lived

cursed for long gone wrongs

had caused some ancient beings to hate

so the generations had to eliminate!

 

Wild stories circulated some were simply fantasy

then as the shocking case

had started one night it all came to a chilling end

a body in a ritual type pose

found near to the street in bushes on wasteland

with a bloody axe in its hand!

 

For some reason not explained by the authorities

declared it was the wanted assassin

so there was nothing to fear anymore now safe

file closed no evidence disclosed

that cloud of suspicion would never go away

something nasty was at play!

 

That house where it all began stayed empty

many thought it haunted

slowly decaying over time others reported

shadowy beings following

wandering around the area few dared go

for animals was a no-show!

 

There is a house in a street it could be near you!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Refugees?

The small group of refugees stuck together

as if in a family unit

young men and women with one intent

minds aligned to hate

despising those who did not think their way

or in their beliefs pray!

 

Had it in their minds to cause the west mayhem

each focused on the same path

those who did not follow in their philosophy

were a target to harm

more twisted thinking none wanting any peace

just hatred and violence to release!

 

Through history they were not a new evil breed

but part of a radical creed

thus everybody was wrong if they did not agree

narrowly fixated without grace

within their suicidal cruel and sadistic thought

the innocent a solution sought!

 

Not caring who were the people they obliterated

or upon which powerful nation

the planet has become an endless battleground

where populations exist in fear

uncertain where any safety could ever be found

and fanatics no more their lives to hound!

 

Yet with spiralling terror when all is said and done

no matter what background most folks are one!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Watching!

On the dusty tank the soldiers stared intently

watching the shells strike

detonating onto the occupied enemy lines

as rockets and shell fire

was quickly returned in a never ending battle

creating vibration and rattle!

 

Each were distant from the carnage and anguish

young conscripts not hardened

warriors of  too many campaigns of aggression

again forced to protect their land

believing their cause was just without hesitation

the civilians filled with trepidation!

 

But as with all brutal conflicts it breeds more hate

resentment creating much bigger foe

a cycle of revenge and bloody savage retaliation

as the very young bitterly grow up

the horrors absorbed into impressionable minds

peace hopes fading behind closing blinds!

 

The ever mounting strife going back to long ago

hard to break historical differences

each have grievances and suspicions to tell

that seem impossible to resolve

the deaths and injuries continue to increase

can a way ever be found for peace?

 

My wishes always for a planet without wars!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

Poison!

For some reason as he turned towards his partner

his stomach churned he felt pain

their eyes met he could see the hate and coldness

black as coal a penetrating stare

she did not know he had found out about her affair

somehow he was sure didn’t care!

 

It had been the trend all through their long marriage

he had done his best never stayed

not in his nature to cheat it had crossed his mind

now often wish he’d left long ago

too soft accepted it but as the pain raged he realised

some plan she had devised!

 

For weeks started to lose energy and become weak

she had become very attentive

and it dawned on him she must be using poison

the latest lover must be important

hate had eventually bubbled over he was in the way

with his life would have pay!

 

She had even taken the cell phone from beside him

never been contained before

confined to his bedroom could often hearing voices

her new man was installed

determined he would not be an easy victim to kill

had his own agenda to fulfill!

 

Heard her leave early on a bright summers morning

had an inner strength a new hate

no point loving the woman who wanted him to perish

summoned the energy to rise

tried the land line telephones there was no ring tone

her callousness could not condone!

 

He could only assume they thought it would be soon

the poison his life devour

each step became a battle of his own determination

making it into the kitchen

headed for the back door needed the suns rays

this would not be his end of days!

 

On the rear porch caught site of a freshly dug grave

his spouse was very confident

her task was nearly complete and the plot visible

it would not be him buried there

managed to find the key to his shot-gun collection

relying now on his own protection!

 

Prepared himself for their return and his surprise

drinking plenty of water waited

now hiding in a shady place constantly nauseous

revenge became the only thought

once an isolated ranch which together had chose

finally the relationship had to close!

 

At last he heard the truck coming back closing fast

watching it pull up close by

without further thought aimed and then discharged

instantly his wife and lover fell

the hole made for him was certainly not wasted

those who dug it lay there instead!

 

A nice small garden on the spot looked very nice

a distressed husband played the part

reporting the wife he loved had left without trace

months later nothing was heard

he discretely left for a long trip never to return

for him nobody had concern!

 

But he retained the ranch and the secret remains!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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Jealousy!

Their relationship had been torn apart

by his growing jealousy

certain his childhood sweetheart shared

her love with another male

once the thoughts were embedded within

a brooding hate did begin!

 

Always that chance of a love turning sour

when two humans matched

trust can be a hard emotion to control

if their connection is frail

misunderstanding is a dangerous mood

where thoughts become crude!

 

From the passions of a close tender embrace

to the loathing of that person

where instead of wanting to love and protect

the wish is only for harm

as often those closest are the most feared

if  loving feelings disappeared!

 

This couple split with a misconstrued jealousy

the boyfriend assaulted a friend

accusing him of sleeping with his girlfriend

terminating in a jail sentence

ending his long relationship with his soul mate

realising the mistake too late!

 

There is only a silk thread between love and hate!

just one more human trait!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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