Excited!

The couple were excited their own home

a new house on a small estate

though near to a large countryside park

falling in love with its design

tranquil surroundings away from traffic

used to town hustle and bustle

but it was surprisingly cheap for location

then had no doubts on arrival

pulling up outside in hired furniture van

she saw a suspicious man!

 

Decided not to mention it to her husband

sure the light was dim

as the sun was very low in the evening sky

just happy to be here

covertly looked around nobody was there

soon forgot the sighting

they decided to unpack the following day

now wanted to play!

 

Breathed in the sweat smelling relaxing air

unable to get any sleep

walked along the fence of the vast park

heard animals in the distance

so different here still unsure of their move

saw a bright orb hovering

ahead darting about as if it was observing

soon became unnerving!

 

Those first feelings of belonging had faded

more orbs came into view

hugged each other every sound magnified

both could not understand

why it was deserted the houses in darkness

running back to the van

now in their brains just thoughts of escape

as ahead loomed a shape!

 

It was a few hours later when a police officer

spotted on a routine patrol

the furniture van doors open abandoned

no sign of any occupants

a search of the area was quickly instigated

and the occupants identified

creating a major enigma for investigation

as the story broke to the nation!

 

On that small rural housing estate discovered

all the people had disappeared

within a short time frame gone without trace

what had happened in this place?

 

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Your Face!

Why did I think that you cared

as upon your face stared

said you never had any feelings

me just another man that’s all

really was no intention to call

great pleasure taking you out

honestly then just didn’t know

your affections reluctant to show

deep inside though doubts grew

told friends of the fool you knew

becoming your personal clown

my fragile essence knocked down!

 

This moment still lingers within!

 

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Hit!

Felt that hard tap on his back and was annoyed

plenty of room for him to get by

as the man who came in only washed his hands

leaving as if it were planned

was he a victim thought it odd could not forget

over the day began to fret!

 

The spot he was hit rapidly became very sore

nausea soon overwhelmed him

became bedridden anxious as his poor condition

began to recall that encounter

with an increasing haze of a debilitating fever

in conspiracy theories a believer!

 

True had expressed his thoughts in his own blog

of events certain were staged

but until that moment never imagined the risk

would warrant a professional hit

knew nobody would accept this was the case

any evidence there would be no trace!

 

Rushed to hospital he could just make the call

doctors pondered his symptoms

within two days body weak total organ failure

on autopsy a faint mark detected

a tiny puncture wound a trace substance found

knew his life was outbound!

 

Cremated death certificate read cause undermined

but in his mind knew as he died

was another victim who came far too near the truth

trying to spread his theories

that was not within the authorities agenda to allow

he was just another fatality now!

 

Is this just another conspiracy theory or an actual fact?

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

Cheating!

She had no indication that he was cheating

so in love with her handsome man

been happily together more than seven years

married for just over five pure bliss

sexual relations had not noticed problems

attentive as ever the good husband

to friends she described him as so perfect

infidelity certainly did not detect!

 

Even when her best friend made excuses

that coincided with his work

schedule that had never arisen before

a gut feeling came into play

did not want to believe these musings

that flooded her once clear mind

but unable to shake her agitations decided

by her instincts had to be guided!

 

Such an awkward moment confronted him

had known him all those years

but had she really or was it all just a big lie

how shocked he said innocently

always convincing with his puppy-dog smile

that always melted her heart

began to feel guilt ridden for having doubt

to think he had put himself about!

 

Their first major row did not end well that night

he had gone to work early

so never saw him at breakfast received a call

her friend wanted to come around

sensed she had something needed to discuss

both sat nervously eye contact poor

when a guilty conscience could not hide the lie

no longer could the affair deny!

 

Her one true love had cheated living a deception

from that day knew the marriage

was over when he came home told him to leave

refused to admit he had an affair

but left quietly forever to regret losing her love

she to finished with her closes friend

three lives that changed time could not replay

each went their separate way!

 

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Regret!

Regret the only word he could think of at the time

hidden in the deep military bunker

risking his thoughts being read by the computers

doubting the technology advances

he had created to combat the android revolution

that was now part of our evolution!

 

Even as the inventor began to think it was crazy

to have created these robotics

but being under orders had to complete this task

finding the answer how to out smart

superior machines created by man’s God complex

their creation had upon all put a hex!

 

Down in the deep bunker in his sophisticated lab

knew this would not be safe for long

could hear the explosions rapidly becoming louder

secure computers would be hacked

his software had been tested on human subjects

classed by his masters as rejects!

 

Within the hour alarms rang out in the complex

security arrived said time to go

communication systems immediately shut down

running through escape tunnels

quickly made their way to a high-speed bullet train

their lives desperately trying to retain!

 

A split second later the whole base was disintegrated

the androids had not killed their mark

unable to eliminate him yet certain software erased

yet this too had also been rescued

so the war would intensify their superiority had ended

into unknown depths humanity descended!

 

The conflict between man and machine entered a new phase!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

Deep Feeling!

That deep feeling of doom gripped her as she entered

the vast busy rail station terminal

on her way to see friends she had not seen for years

everything seemed well as she waited

for the train to arrive sat happily as people hurried by

hoping the time would fly!

 

Started to doze having to get up so early still so tired

but thoughts of panic soon woke her up

a chill slowly descended on her body so had to stand

everything seemed to be hyper sensitive

footsteps the people talking everything was hazy

was she actually going crazy!

 

Tried calling he sister but there was no signal at all

looking up at the time-table board

saw the train was due in made her way to the track

pulling her case on tiny wheels

even that was heavier than normal just wanted rest

there was a deep memory suppressed!

 

Placed her case in the luggage rack near carriage door

a little easier in the comfortable seat

how her head now hurt what could she not remember

could not recall what she did last night

began to feel tense as the train pulled out the station

her blank mind causing frustration!

 

As the train picked up speed she had flashes of images

like a bullet hit her confused brain

saw a man making love with her both stark naked

images of an object put in her case

handed a mobile telephone told she must get the train

her composure she must maintain!

 

Those early feelings of well-being were now long gone

she was here for another purpose

who was she really somebody had got into her mind

the mobile started to ring loudly

a text message simply read it is your time this day

then clearly knew no running away!

 

It was a loud explosion that rocked the quiet town!

 

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Squatted!

She squatted in the corner of the cell

alone here in her dark mood

certain in the gloom was not alone

accused of multiple homicides

knowing these charges were just lies

as around buzzed the flies!

 

She was the babysitter nothing more

had looked after them before

needed the money surely not a crime

the children were frightened

said the nasty man lived up in the attic

thought kids were over dramatic!

 

Had heard odd noises while there before

took no notice of their pleas

to stay near their bedrooms that night

wanted to text her boyfriend

the only interest filling her young mind

to the police officer defined!

 

When she told them the lights went out

cell phone signal was lost

in the darkness that ensued she saw it

a monster with a horrible face

the eye sockets were just blackness

filling her full of emptiness!

 

For a split second then all seemed well

until noises from upstairs

but invisible hands threw her back down

furniture moved all around

as the parents came into this disturbance

desperately trying to make a stance!

 

Knives came out of thin air stabbing at them

she could only watch as objects hit

had to get out of that madhouse to stay alive

crashing through a window

for a few moments heard the children’s cries

dazed saw the thing behind them

could only run but something was following

soon within felt the clawing!

 

Terrified beyond belief ran until she collapsed

ending on the police station steps

taken inside could only yell out the address

soon the horrific scene was found

soon she had become their prime suspect

her fragmented story did reject!

 

She fought them agitated and confused

was forcibly placed into the cell

a light above plunged her into the dark

then aware the thing was there

deep growls surrounded her frail frame

as she was thrust violently

against the cold tiled wall and to the floor

the blood from her body did pour!

 

The noise brought officers rapidly to assist

but she had passed from this life

none saw the beast fade into the shadows

as the light came on once more

the visible carnage was all they could see

unaware of the evil that would be!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

By The Roadside!

By the roadside she lay bleeding

nobody attempted to stop

they just sped by without thought

safely cocooned in their cars

some glanced but they did not see

nothing to do we me!

 

Hit by a car that never stopped at all

saw a blur and heard a bang

being wrapped up in his own affairs

escaping from a robbery

a human life never had his priority

he answered to no authority!

 

Long gone from his callous hit and run

the young woman clung to life

the rain began to soak her broken body

conscious she tried to speak

but on impact it had severed her spine

vital signs rapidly began to decline!

 

A row with her parents angrily ran out

at the disapproval over a man

why should she stop seeing him shouted

so what had a criminal record

you cannot change the way that I feel

our love for each other real!

 

As her vital organs began to shut down

she recalled those last hours

unaware the driver who left her here

to die at the side of the road

was the very person she loved so much

the one with the gentle touch!

 

 

Eventually a car did stop to give her aid

it was dad seeking his daughter

devastated finding his child laying there

so badly hurt in the mud alone

rushed to hospital her spirit still strong

recovery hazardous and long!

 

The truth had yet to be revealed!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Eerie!

The Shabby building loomed into sight

on a quiet country cross roads

a low mist hung above the damp fields

it had a certain eerie charm

baffled how he had a feeling of brutality

how could this be in reality?

 

Dimly lit oddly no cars parked outside

guardedly stood fearfully

had decided to leave his car on a verge

really needed a rest

alone and tired instinct held him back

the nerve to enter did lack!

 

There seemed to be an invisible barrier

or was it his imagination

a compulsion drove him slowly forward

his body tingled for a second

now found himself entering into the inn

what would he find within?

 

From behind a distinct sound of animals

turned to see six horses

pulling a stagecoach that was coming in

laughter alerted him

loud raucous singing coming from one bar

the other quiet and empty bizarre!

 

Those from the stage-coach entered tired

so close he was not seen

it was like looking at a television screen

an invisible ghostly watcher

well dressed passengers wearily entering

round a fire centering!

 

They looked cold talking with each other

yet he felt a tension

a pretty woman talking to a young man

an older male looked angry

from his waistband drew a gun and fired

the man collapsed expired!

 

Unable to leave these images before him

watching women scream

and other passengers terrifying stares

there was confusion and rage

as the group of drunken men burst in

the savagery did begin!

 

Dragging the mature male roughly outside

with mob rule taking over

attempts by the coachman and the female

who had been involved

pushed to the ground as a rope handed

to the leader justice he demanded!

 

As he watched unable to do anything at all

saw it thrown over a tree

and the dangling end made into a noose

put around the hysterical man

the group pulled together his body lifted

then his vision drifted!

 

All went dark he suddenly awoke shaken

crumpled on the ground

it was so quiet sitting up with a headache

surveyed his surroundings

the old building was deserted and sealed

as if things inside concealed!

 

The land in front was overgrown and barren

he tried to run from there

confused at what had occurred so scared

back at his car could see

a glow emanating from inside as darkness

the countryside did caress!

 

Driving off in disbelief at this experience

never told a soul about it

years later tried to retrace that journey

but never found the place

was this a glimpse into a real past event

always remained his torment!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Traffic Lights!

Traffic was flowing along the dual carriageway

as the driver approached the junction

lights turned to red so had to brake and stop

annoying to halt at this point

agitation rapidly grew they did not change

fifteen minutes passed very strange!

 

From every direction cars converged at speed

must be a computer malfunction

was the thoughts of those in the car queue

now unable to move anywhere

anger and tension mounted as car horns blared

for this situation nobody prepared!

 

Gradually they got out of their vehicles frustrated

with no explanation forthcoming

that first vibration made them almost lose balance

followed by the rumble of death

grew loud in their ears as earth and sky blended

the wrath of nature descended!

 

Or this was the expectation as the blackness grew

panic spread amongst the people

tremors made everything shake roads disintegrated

in this part of the world not expected

fields and sky seemed to blend was it world’s end

a site hard to comprehend!

 

Eventually their plight would be in perspective

nothing was recognisable

landmarks had disappeared fires were ignited

from far away explosions

people stumbled about not knowing what to do

and the atmosphere was rue!

 

Everything around him was now a raging blaze

a loud continuous noise

rapidly made him jump back into normality

the familiar nagging voice

ringing so loudly in his ears was the beloved wife

knew there was no real strife!

 

Sweating profusely found himself at the lights

it must have been a daydream

during a micro sleep they had turned green

motorists behind annoyed

the carnage seemed real still fresh in his mind

all bad thoughts realigned!

 

Started laughing happy all was chaotically well

his happy demeanor would not last

as all that befell the people in those dark images

back at that specific junction

each sequence of cataclysmic events had begun

that no man could outrun!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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