Angel!

He knew as his guts twisted in tight knots

the wildly swinging sign

was not due to natures raging wind

but what stood in the rift

opened by a witches provocative spell

there would be no time to dwell!

 

The entity had crossed into earths realm

dark forces he had witnessed

over the centuries of constant battles

he himself was an angel

sent by the creator to protect his flock

until this moment deadlock!

 

A powerful magic had been unleashed

he could not fight alone

as more destruction of a battered world

could finally rip it apart

felt their growing spiritual forces soaring

in a realm of constant warring!

 

The ancient ones had prised open the gates

allowing the armies of evil in

his army of holy angels almost slaughtered

battling those once united

most of humanity knew nothing of this foe

as the grace had become a dim glow!

 

With almighty power he summoned his troops

would this be the final conflict

the skies became darkened bursting with light

thunder shook the earth

storms fiercely raged as mountains exploded

God the Devil goaded!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

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The Shelter!

The shelter stood on a country road

like a wooden covered hut

several bodies had been found inside

as if they had fallen asleep

there was no light the bulb long blown

not a place to be on your own!

 

Just passing made your being shudder

hoping you would never

wait for a bus in that dilapidated shack

or even breakdown either

accidents to often happened in its shade

animals there never strayed!

 

Locals well aware of legendary dangers

but tourists often stopped here

besides those who were deeply morose

it had a fascination with them

nowhere else did such a shelter exist

as the deaths here did persist!

 

In the last century few had researched

upon this spot a hanging post

before this a sacrificial altar was thought

to be on this very cursed blot

but whether you really believed it or not

the facts read like a very dark plot!

 

To this day the shelter still bleakly stands

those who tried to investigate

could not find an answer yet felt morose

in and around the structure

in the modern days of high technology

had no clues to this mythology!

 

There is so much in this realm unknown!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Hidden!

Not a believer sat enthralled listening to the woman

whom had paid thirty pound

to see what the future could possibly be for her

declaring she was a medium

claiming to get messages from spirits of the dead

as yet hard to believe what she said!

 

Skeptically minded listened to the information told

nothing of substance spoken

until details only she could have known emerged

a sense of wonder filled her mind

indicating a stance performed in front of mum

words spoken made her numb!

 

Hidden moments only she had saved into a memory

with doubts of an afterlife

faltering in that long believed certainty it did not exist

either she was a mind reader

or messages were really from those of the departed

to us a realm still uncharted!

 

Leaving wanting to accept spirits were fact and existed

but somehow this hope resisted

to many in society they know for certain that’s its true

but equally millions do not hold this view

that angels and demons battle for our immortal souls

or reincarnate coming back taking on new roles!

 

There is so much still in the category of the unknown

she left more confused and fearful

shaken by what the fortune-teller knew of her life

that nobody could have found out

yet comforted that death maybe only an illusion

but had still not been proven!

 

Could the departed haunt us from another plain

still really sounded insane!

 

For any answers would have to wait for her end date!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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