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.

 

 

Deadend!

Only bought the car a few months before

after passing the driving test

it was her first time she was so thrilled

with her friend one evening

as it was nice to have her independence

this moment was immense!

 

Nervous at excited they headed to a grill

the roads were quiet

with this was happy about driving slow

the radio on chatting

came to a narrow lane that was tree-lined

a little creepy but did not mind!

 

Put on her headlights as it was rather dark

checked rear view mirror

nobody was behind no hurry not far to go

both chilled started to sing

through her rearview mirror a van to near

from where did that appear?

 

Slowed down but stayed to close for comfort

pulled over to the verge

hitting a small tree stump as the van went by

stalling as she hit her head

the vehicle just disappeared into the distance

they sat shaken and tense!

 

Started the engine felt once more composed

nothing was now insight

drove on down the road but came to a stop

it narrowed to a small track

could go no farther posts their way blocked

they were rather shocked!

 

What happened to the van that had gone by

it never came back

darkness had fallen and they were scared

turning around found

a faded sign that read it was a deadend road

their imaginations in overload!

 

They saw a nice pub and decided they needed

to regain their serenity

once more so bought a drink and had a meal

there spoke to the locals

who were interested said others had seen it to

no hallucination it was true!

 

They left perturbed never to go that way again!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

Renovations!

Once the renovations had been completed

the owner was not sure

with a history of death and devil worship

took a long time gazing

from a derelict sanatorium to smart motel

sensed it would not turn out well!

 

Warned by a group who investigated the place

said they had psychic abilities

it was not a good place to stir up the spirits

ignored their advice proceeded

many builders had gone because they said

it had filled them with dread!

 

Entered through the front door to greet staff

there with his wife by reception

due to open in another week yet were aware

of the stories of hauntings

he was uneasy as some would not come in

for any interview to even begin!

 

As they stood talking  a door shut behind them

nobody spoke their eyes met

assumed it was a builder in the small office

checking found nobody inside

knew they had to try and overcome their fear

from what maybe in here!

 

His wife stayed at reception with trepidation

he had to check the boiler room

while the two maids went to the upper floor

putting any ghostly thoughts aside

soon reaching the bottom of the narrow stairs

had the urge to say his prayers!

 

The light did not work thought he heard a sigh

in the blackness felt engulfed

fumbling to find a way back up was pushed hard

hitting the concrete step

pain and dizziness overcame him now crawling

heard his wife calling!

 

Who came running to his aid he could not move

as if being held by his legs

it became bright the light now it worked fine

shocked seeing him distressed

helping him out of his place of traumatic torment

that now left him to lament!

 

In the bedrooms neither maid had heard anything

preparing the beds for the guests

the young girl who was still at college was singing

when the closet door opened

she closed it and carried on but was open again

her composure was hard to maintain!

 

When the linen on her trolley flew in all directions

decided it was time to leave

the other maid heard her running past her room

but to busy cleaning bathroom

pleased the bath and sink were both gleaming

proud her face beaming!

 

Until she saw the girl behind her swung around

to find herself  there alone

without hesitation was running screaming loudly

soon the four found themselves

stood outside holding each other now disturbed

at what they felt seen and heard!

 

None wanted to enter knowing they were not alone

they called the investigators

realising what they had told been them was true

even on a warm day it was cold

to allow any customer within needed their support

if evil they had to thwart!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mask!

The man stared reluctantly yet so intently

into the large wall mirror.

That image even repulsed his weary eyes

a face with no flesh!

His human mask was all that anybody saw

would this last for evermore?

 

His age to others always looked the same

not a decayed warrior.

Cursed by a witch a thousand years passed

for loving a king’s daughter.

Who was then sent away a prince to marry

his love would always tarry!

 

He had become weary of simply existing

feeling in isolation.

Killing to live devastating innocent victims

hurt him he wanted to die.

Not harm again for once he’d been a knight

enemy soldiers had to fight.

 

Never able to adapt to man’s changing society

without choice had coped.

Integrated into a wealthy culture being rich

allowing him his privacy.

Praying to rest surely punishment enough

becoming increasingly gruff.

 

But on the evening in his country house it changed

usually hunger on his mind.

Tonight an attractive woman kept looking his way

emotions long forgotten emerged.

Not since times passed had he boiled to this passion

arousal was back in fashion!

 

Coming closer he knew this was his long-lost love

soon she touched his arm.

How she’d come didn’t care they were together

no inhibitions bodies intertwined!

Together forged their eternal bond no longer denied

the ancient lovers quickly died!

 

Masks lifted turning to dust they returned to the earth!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

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Nothing So Chilling!

Only walking down an ordinary town centre

never had this experience before!

Maybe heard a tap as she sat alone at home

nothing so chilling just talking.

Chatting with friends then felt a rough tug

losing balance was it a thug?

 

Just stopping herself falling to a hard floor

each mate looked surprised!

A voice whispered in her ear ‘You Bitch’

turning nobody was that near.

Ignoring the words she simply walked on

then heard a favourite song!

 

Forgetting that moment being out fun shopping

sitting in a coffee shop.

To enjoy a chat and before starting to buy

as the drink she bought fell.

Spilling the liquid and smashing the cup

now knowing something’s up!

 

A grip on the shoulder like a strong hand

sends a tingle down the spine.

A deep laugh that nobody else can hear

makes her heart start race.

Jumping up but afraid to look behind

as the girls try to be kind.

 

Running to the toilets her neck feeling sore

she can just see deep scratches.

An image in the mirror just a quick glimpse

what’s happening who was there?

Hypersensitive to movements and sound

no alcohol had she downed!

 

Back at the table a fresh drink had been bought

sensing an entity close by.

Now more relaxed starting to have a laugh

the rest of the day went well.

Those strange events beginning to forget

an evening of fun was set.

 

Home the next morning around about six

yesterday events a memory.

Yet began to remember what had happened

with a hangover head spinning.

Dreading the thoughts was she seeing the dead

laying there alone in her bed.

 

For weeks after the fear could it happen again

never certain had it been real?

In her room stood in front of a long mirror

image of a man so clear!

A hand came out grabbing her throat

chance of an escape remote.

 

She was reported missing but never found

her parents didn’t see her leave!

The room was left untouched and closed

as the girl had carefully left it.

Nobody noticed the mirror had no reflection

surely this was poor detection!

 

None of us know what is close at hand!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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