Empty!

An empty room of an innocent design

is this a true vision

joined molecules making the illusion

of reality in our minds

the existence we live is but a dream

just a download stream!

 

What else could be in that same place

another dimension coexisting

that vibrates at a different frequency

maybe spirits haunt time

those who have passed yet earth-bound

their peace still to be found!

 

How often have you heard noises or flow

as if you are not alone

whispering voices like there is a presence

moments of panic inside

as if you’re being watched a cold shiver

standing there you quiver!

 

Overcome by a growing sensation of dread

that in the dark an entity

lurks ready to pounce or your soul possess

turning all the lights on

hiding under that warm protective duvet

maybe for the first time you pray!

 

But a thought maybe it’s not an evil ghoul

could your guardian angel

be near to protect your soul keep you safe

on your own personal turf

in that emptiness you want to reach out

shivering your actuality in doubt!

 

Each of us must have those personal moments

alone that maybe you could

reach out and touch an unseen waiting hand

sometimes a comforting feeling

but nobody is certain of what fills that space

our very being to embrace!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

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Touch!

Not used to that touch of a hand on her face

that smile and soft kind eyes

there was no evil glare of intent as they hit

her frail body in terror alone

abused for days without food or any drink

to quench or give her strength

to sustain this innocent young persons fear

for her there was no mercy near!

 

Managed to escape these captors who cruelly

wrenched her away from friends

while out just walking and so happily chatting

lured by men who seemed kind

who offered to buy them all drink to consume

but the others were suspicious

and got away but she sadly was not fortunate

realising the dangers far too late!

 

Her parents were frantic at receiving the news

a wide search was implemented

every news outlet carried the abduction story

from days into weeks fear grew

all this time the brave girl never gave up hope

her chance came as they slept

weak yet the adrenaline flowed had to get back

courage and determination did not lack!

 

Shivering so scared was picked up by a police

patrol unit who had been called

by a worried resident who saw her pass by

their house but had walked on

there on a bench she sat eyes full of tears

the police woman showed that

gentle touch that had been so long denied

sitting closely by her side!

 

Then the voice she knew so well mum was here

united with love that hug so good

the shaking subsided now safe dad and sister to

together in unity alive and snug

never wanting to ever let any of them out of sight

as her arms gripped them so tight!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

Mates Flat!

The surroundings of his mates new flat

were certainly unfamiliar

how they got back was a real mystery

waking up on the lumpy couch

needing to find a toilet for an urgent pee

but it was difficult to see!

 

No idea where the bathroom was situated

hitting furniture with bare feet

unable to detect the light switches as well

eventually blundering there

relieved stared at a mirror above the sink

saw his mate in a blink!

 

Spinning around nobody was in there with him

he ran out the taps turned on

hitting every surface saw his mate sprawled

half on and off the king size bed

a naked girl laid there by his side both asleep

head filled noise of a mournful weep!

 

This shocked him into waking up hang over gone

alone in the lounge no girl for this guy

never lucky with females just got far too drunk

clothes scattered sat in underpants

on the settee a seat cushion suddenly depressed

heart missed a beat in chest!

 

Could not see anybody yet an impression visible

shivering it was though no longer alone

quickly jumped up as arm was gripped so tightly

had never been here ever before

knew at that crucial moment his life was at risk

an exit needed to be brisk!

 

Without any care though nearly nude ran

to the door hoping it would open

a distortion within the dim light faced him

with a tug of war with the handle

it suddenly sprung open was hurled back

hitting the wall with a whack!

 

Seconds later a force threw his body outside

bruised stood looking at the entrance

there was a blackness so dense had to recoil

then the door slammed with a bang

never moved so fast in his life into the night

with sickening and fearful flight!

 

On the news a days later heard two discovered

both found dead in a bachelor pad

too afraid to come forward lived with unease

often wondered why his life spared

what malevolent entity had been in that dwelling

innocent life for some reason quelling!

 

Now each day was a challenge would it come for him?

 

Regretting ever going to his mates flat?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

Who?

Who is wandering our populated areas

many innocent people have vanished

anguished families have been in limbo

frightened where the young have gone

what is the number of the disappeared

gone most harmed it is sadly feared!

 

Anxious and desperate wait of the parents

knowing there is nothing they can do

always wondering why they are missing

empty spaces that have been left behind

sometimes closure when a body found

others hoping for a word or sound!

 

It is said often though awful maybe true

the abductors are somebody they knew

a friend or relative not a pleasant thought

anybody trusted could do such a thing

fearing the stranger not those very near

off guard as family members leer!

 

Keep your family close beware of strangers

humans a mystery even unto themselves

there are dark recesses it is said in the mind

that cannot be evaluated history has defined

those who have ventured down that evil path

its written must face their gods wrath!

 

Mankind surely is the worst predator and beast

upon all living things its hunger doth feast!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

Inside!

Who can tell what is inside the human mind

how it thinks or truly feels

up to what age are we considered innocent

or something some never are

is it through inbreeding upbringing or DNA

that any feelings went away?

 

Are many born cold without any emotions

detached from care and love

able to kill without any mercy or conscience

from their very young age

any opinions and personality not yet fused

without history of themselves abused!

 

No reasons or any remorse take another life

is this instinct deep within

when children or young teenagers display

such traits of behaviour

does it not make you think how can this be

what perception of life do they see?

 

Gone that time when from birth to adulthood

it was of exploration and learning

now those with problems just misunderstood

the tide of corruption forever burning!

 

Can some be evil before their conception?

 

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.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Before The Nation!

Before the nation many have volunteered

to join military forces

fighting for Queen and country in wars

proud to serve until death

facing many different enemies they went

with honour and good intent!

 

Politicians controlled them like chess pawns

dispensable in action

no thought for precious loyal fighting men

serving in appalling conditions

families waiting in constant concern at home

as into the abyss they roam!

 

There with comrades violence all around

often with devastating odds

campaigns of battle rage on into infinity

ravaging the once innocent

becoming oblivious in time to the carnage

as the spirit fills with rage!

 

Exhausted their courage can never be denied

against all odds heads held high with pride!

 

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.

 

 

 

Aftermath!

Another day of much interaction between people

a more temperate climate

an air of happiness and a harmony abounded

streets crowded with shoppers

that opened up into a large communal space

with tables and chairs in place!

 

The terrorists blended in with everybody else

no suspicion or worries

nor did they see him receive from a woman

wearing a long summer coat a gun

or from his backpack swiftly fit a cartridge clip

and his calm demeanor flip!

 

Within seconds targeting and spraying the crowd

those hit falling to the ground

joy and harmony gone as in blind panic scattered

the gunman running and shooting

as if knowing in which direction he wanted to head

leaving the wounded and dead!

 

What seems like an eternity the sirens can be heard

yet through the alleyways he runs

with no opposition except a few foolhardy men

trying in vain to stop the rampage

as police armed units now converge on his position

to kill him the only decision!

 

Within what seemed hours but only thirty minutes

the terrorist lay still in the road

while the medics and police accesses the aftermath

of another senseless attack

on the innocent for some perverted and evil cause

none present allowed their resolve to pause!

 

Another search started urgently for the perpetrators

who had caused more appalling murders!

 

In memory to all the innocent fallen in a world that

should know peace love and unity!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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Monstrous!

Years after the monstrous events had passed

the buildings a vile reminder

of the atrocities thrust upon an innocent people

nothing stirred no birds sang

not even insects wanted to go anywhere near

only the ghosts were still here!

 

Though empty in a dilapidated condition today

deep depression fills the area

surrounding lands and air stifling oppressive

bombarded by unseen whispers

you are unable to imagine or even comprehend

to such depravity did descend!

 

Seemingly miles of rusting barbed wire fences

guard towers peering down

on long rotting wooden huts many destroyed

brutality treated subhuman

images seen by the world from not so long ago

lessons not learned we know!

 

Here lay the families their last resting place

generations obliterated

denied their birth right a chance to exist

through the tribulations and joy

degradation and death their ghosts remain

of the people who were slain!

 

Onward the butchery of those who want peace!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

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