Why is it so lonely
without you
what had I done
felt helpless
being in the dark
everyday
ended yesterday
no reason why
just cannot cry
said you hated me
am so confused
no idea what to say
feel insane
why not explain
it so very sad
to each other bad
mutually cruel
who was the fool?
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The engine purred it was highly tuned
pristine so shiny the red beast
along side a green car with tinted glass
both poised on the open road
a girl stood holding red handkerchief
jumping with such excitement
hundreds there shouting making a din
ready for the illegal race to begin!
As her arm dropped with a sharp thrust
engines roared wheels spinning
smell of burnt rubber soon out of sight
speeds now exceeded a ton
down the public highway eyes fixated
the law these speeders hated!
Their paths blocked as they approached
passing pedestrians scattered
too often other motorists compromised
by adrenaline pumping youth
risking their lives and others for the thrill
lacking common sense and skill!
After night falls on any long straight roads
teenage racers will gather
to break the law to show off and display
their customized chariots
for them no rules just drive like bloody hell
boasting videos and stories to tell!
Living for the moment upon social media!
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The vast forest-covered the valley and mountain
a fast flowing river completed the scene
of an unspoilt wilderness untouched by man
until a logging company set up camp
given permission to remove thousands of trees
conservationists this did not please!
On the other side of the forest range nestled
a township peaceful and law-abiding
prepared for the approaching snow storms
as the first winds began to blow
they were not prepared for what was to come
or terror to which they would succumb!
Back in the logging camp it was suddenly still
as the crew lay mutilated and dead
no longer noise of the chain saws and banter
the perpetrators had long gone
leaving behind the carnage of a savage kill
no sound even the air deathly still!
The townsfolk woke to several feet of snow
covering the once naked streets
but this was just the normal no surprise
but the strange large marks
cloven hoofprints in fresh snow were new
that’s when their fear grew!
The sheriff noticed them near his window
thinking it must be a hoax
they continued into the trees some distance
following them for a while
was totally surprised they suddenly stopped
in amazement his jaw dropped!
Blood was smeared over the trunk of a tree
deep long gauges in the bark
made it more of a scene he should leave now
radioed his deputy to meet him
he being certain it was a more disturbing event
with a real menacing intent!
Soon a report of a prized horse gone missing
and the sudden exit of all creatures
fleeing so frightened from an unseen danger
raising the stakes and anticipation
of the population unaware of what was near
but soon the answer would be here!
Patrolling the sheriff found a deer in the road
freshly killed and mauled
similar marks had already found heard a noise
just seconds being distracted
never saw anything looking back it had gone
something was seriously wrong!
That sickening feeling he was now being hunted
or very soon could be cornered
drove rapidly to town as another night neared
decided to suggest to the residents
to gather in the red brick town-hall for protection
receiving not a single rejection!
A hunter arrived to tell him a friend had been killed
found his body in the branches
shaken said could not have got there on his own
remembered ancient legends
of creatures that lived deep in the dense forest
this theory was a lot to digest!
An ancient native american sacred burial site
there had to be truth in the legends
gathered at the town hall steps heard sounds
deep angry sinister loud roars
townsfolk quickly ushered to the basement
the sheriff ready for engagement!
Two armed volunteer hunters joined the hunt
as they waited for an unseen foe
soon a huge dark object was on the attack
fast and agile they were the hunted
guns blazing in pitch black had to be alert
or be slaughtered or seriously hurt!
In an instant the sheriff was now confronted
with a mass heading his way
firing it knocked him to the floor lashing out
with huge claws and teeth gnashing
bullets at first never stopped the beasts charge
as more rapidly did discharge!
Just managed to grab his knife stabbed its head
this made it fall heavily backwards
now running away as the deputy came to help
but suddenly the beats jumped up
knocking him with force through a glass door
it left a trail of blood on the floor!
Injured both struggled to stand it had vanished
shaken waited for the daylight
a search was mounted but nothing ever found
today they live in a state of terror
knowing the beast was somewhere not dead
no idea of the future that lay ahead!
Deep in the vast forest the beasts waited
to terminate the humans they hated!
The Foureyed Poet.
Entering his garage found the car engine running
perturbed thought it very odd
must be an electrical fault what else could it be
yet held the key in his hand
there was more to this unusual event he pondered
as the bad memories stirred!
Only a few weeks ago had placed his wife in the car
tense as he had been questioned
so far his plans had worked well thought a suicide
she had a history of depression
plenty of pills plus the fumes yet guilt lingered on
hated her but knew it was wrong!
Was it just that a feeling of regret at the repulsive act
or was there more still felt her near
put aside any nagging doubts opened the garage door
reversed out had to meet his girlfriend
until his wife’s demise was known as his mistress
she would get rid of this stress!
Even driving to work became an increasing problem
never seemed to be alone
at his office computers kept shutting off objects missing
his chair moved and incessant calls
but nobody ever on the other end was getting paranoid
this odd conduct co-workers him did avoid!
But the day did come when he swore he saw his dead wife
smelling the perfume she always wore
just before the wheel violently turned and off the road
into a tree at speed the car swerved
an unfortunate accident the police report clearly read
now like his wife he to was dead!
The Foureyed Poet.
The moon was high and so bright a concern
for the lone masked rider.
Sitting high on his powerful and frisky horse
waiting patiently to pounce.
Out of sight of the twisty main London road
with the devil he strode!
This was his first robbery for the highwayman
prepared to take at any cost.
Poverty and his stubborn pride got him here
rich pickings from passengers.
All he cared about as the adrenaline circulated
how the wealthy he hated!
From his vantage point saw it coming at speed
holding the reins very tight.
As the coach neared he came out to confront
but it had no intention to stop.
Making his fiery steed rear violently into the air
that made him curse and swear!
Had the opportunity gone by his own blunder
without delay went in pursuit!
Catching up at speed he heard a shot ahead
and the stagecoach slowed.
Arriving saw another rider a pistol in hand
definitely in command!
Passengers were ordered out without delay
he noticed the coachman.
Was going for his flintlock he shot him first
surprised his new rival fired.
Back at him thankfully it went past his head
being to intrigued to be dead!
Ending up assisting taking their possessions
terrified victims left at the scene.
Racing together to make a good get away
stopping in a hidden copse.
They faced each other and wearily unmasked
in complete surprise he basked.
In the surreal moonlight saw a beautiful woman
sitting calmly in his vision.
This was not her first time at highway robbery
she was not from a poor family.
Her motives were for the thrill and adventure
not easy to take in for sure.
Yet there was no anger it was if they had to meet
a bond grew from there on.
And a love that would overcome every barrier
for many years to come.
Though with no illusions their alliance could end
but together would transcend!
What happened to them is another tale to tell.
The Foureyed Poet.
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