Oozed!

The sap oozed from a gnarled tree

as though it was bleeding

on one of its low bowed branches

the rope swung slowly

deep inside the bleak suicide forest

another soul departed

each drawn to this isolated retreat

alone their end to meet!

 

Nobody could grasp their despair

this was to be journeys end

what had brought them from afar

to this haunted bleak arena

to purposely take their own lives

as if in a replayed ritual

the ghost hunters entered here

sensing all their souls near!

 

Into the forest all was silent and still

with piety had a mission to fulfill!

 

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Learnt!

They each learnt that day the hard way

maybe their homes were not the best

nor parents who cared what they did

from each other found that support

egging them on to violate others lives

with despicable disregard for feelings

not caring what property was damaged

or those innocent people they outraged!

 

Well known for their anti-social behaviour

that was escalating into brutality

certain nothing could stop their rampage

met at the park to drink and smoke

weed shouting felt they were invincible

knew an elderly man lived close by

throwing stones at his windows for fun

but this day their rampage would be done!

 

Within this house there was an evil entity

that wanted to take his soul and escape

its eternal imprisonment on this ground

the old man was aware of its presence

but was strong in his stubborn resistance

but hatred at the torment of the juveniles

his will gone they would lose their smiles!

 

The group jeered throwing anything at hand

as part of their nightly ritual onslaught

they could see him sitting near the window

which excited their lust for blood even more

coming boldly to the glass and banging

saw him slowly slump onto the frayed carpet

for a second silent then a cheer of celebration

mercilessly with contempt at his desecration!

 

Thinking it best to scarper from this crime scene

as sirens could be heard approaching

but found they were paralysed unable to escape

heard a door open and forced to turn

there stood the old man grinning eyes pitch black

helpless were forced in they had no comeback!

 

As the police arrived expecting the unruly youths

were surprised to see the house on fire

soon the fire brigade arrived discovering inside

just one body of the owner nobody else

even after witnesses told them what they had seen

the group were never ever seen again

no clues of the mysterious disappearances detected

the truth of what happened no one suspected!

 

The house was renovated but tenants would not stay

always saying something unseen inside did prey!

 

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Untold!

Shouting from within the house was disturbing

terrified screams permeated

the neighbours had been use to frequent rows

but even they were shaken

the police were called but never came for hours

the next day people laid flowers!

 

When the house was entered there were bodies

a massacre the description

yet though eight were found spread in rooms

certain the killer was not there

known for their family feud it seemed overkill

a dread in the community did instill!

 

The house lay empty nobody wanted to go near

there was a dark  atmosphere

from a fun street it became somber and quiet

nobody had been caught

who could do such a thing to in this household

it seemed a mystery untold!

 

During the next year several bodies were found

in random spots in the same area

as those in the house mutilated the same way

all related to the house owners

yet no clues to give any identity to the culprit

no scenarios would fit!

 

Theories abounded gang related or a grudge

passing down the many years

they were from a country vampires lived

cursed for long gone wrongs

had caused some ancient beings to hate

so the generations had to eliminate!

 

Wild stories circulated some were simply fantasy

then as the shocking case

had started one night it all came to a chilling end

a body in a ritual type pose

found near to the street in bushes on wasteland

with a bloody axe in its hand!

 

For some reason not explained by the authorities

declared it was the wanted assassin

so there was nothing to fear anymore now safe

file closed no evidence disclosed

that cloud of suspicion would never go away

something nasty was at play!

 

That house where it all began stayed empty

many thought it haunted

slowly decaying over time others reported

shadowy beings following

wandering around the area few dared go

for animals was a no-show!

 

There is a house in a street it could be near you!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Out Of Time!

They sat close yet somehow out of time

sharing  a passionate embrace

pale trying to mask their active presence

that private moment pursued

both lost in an innocence and intimacy

of such an intensity.

 

Not brash nor loud a true young love

you could feel emotion

closer bonding as each second elapsed

no lies told between them

every word true from heart and mind

their souls were aligned.

 

Sharing one cup of tea like a love ritual

she sat face hidden by a hat

every visual facial movement was hid

a private viewing for her man

their essences were entwined as one

brighter than the burning sun!

 

Out of time they went into their own  dimension!

 

The Foureyed Poet.