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!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

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Apartment!

No matter how many times he told them

somebody was in his apartment

the police searched and found nothing

in the end he was treated crazy

until neighbours reported a fracas there

finding his body dead on a chair!

 

There was the sign of disruption everywhere

items thrown around the room

the body was unmarked but looked scared

as if he had died of fright

eyes wide open the mouth to as if yelling

why for now no telling!

 

It was an old tenement building in the area

used by countless people

since it was constructed a century before

frequented by gangsters

inevitably a brothel of unseen degradation

for the girls a living damnation!

 

But in recent times converted as a residency

for the elderly of the city

there had been complaints from other tenants

but thought the first mortality

with no clues to what had happened within here

but unnatural was clear!

 

The rooms were cleared and then redecorated

ready for the next tenant

it was not until the lady who had just retired

had settled in she noticed

odd sounds like somebody tapping somewhere

saw someone sat in her armchair!

 

Unnerved by this enquired with her neighbours

told her about the deceased man

being open-minded she tried not let it linger

that was until later that night

waking to find a hunched figure sat on the bed

this really filled her with dread!

 

The buildings owners only wanted rent money

without any interest in problems

the stories of ghosts just a disgruntled tenant

until this corpse was found

played down the situation after all he was old

their total attitude cold!

 

The retired tenant a few days later pack a bag

walked out leaving everything

never said anything but was seen to leave

looking confused and frail

all her clothes and personal effects deserted

by something pressure exerted!

 

The strange occurrences spread to the corridors

even visitors were knocked down

and some were dragged by an unknown force

this was caught on a camera

that had been put there as a human detector

not to catch a ghostly spectre!

 

Residents stayed in their own space it continues

nobody talked about it much

the apartment had to be cleared once more

now no tenant stayed long

the noises screams and bangs eventually ignored

but the phenomena soured!

 

After a very violent occurrence action was taken

a paranormal group was contacted

it was well reported some fled in pure terror

one disappeared the other

for months had resided on a psychiatric unit

what was here so evil and illicit?

 

This has yet to be assessed as none would tell!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Tap!

The couple were awoken by a very loud tap

on their bedroom door

it was only two am on a spring morning

almost afraid to breath

this had not happened to them before

but this they could not ignore!

 

Recently moved to the mature bungalow

it stood on the edge of a village

already renovated this their dream home

so this was unexpected

compelled to take a glance nobody was there

a moment of fear did share!

 

The only sounds were of owls and animal cries

returning to bed tried to sleep

holding each other close until the dawn broke

got up to prepare for work

only to find kitchen cupboard doors open wide

yet nothing disturbed inside!

 

Unsettled at this odd sight on a new morning

dressed quickly they had to leave

left for work their circumstances had to reflect

returning after a difficult day

it was early evening both entered hesitantly

wondering what they would see!

 

Tension now replaced the joy of a new home

always felt those prying eyes

sitting for their dinner a glass slowly moved

then shot off the table hitting

and smashing against a newly painted wall

after that bad things did befall!

 

The second night neither could sleep well

footsteps echoed loudly

another tap on the door but much louder

sounding far more urgent

holding each other made no effort to look

as the door violently shook!

 

They were glad when it was light talked

for the first time for hours

she just wanted to go but he said no way

they could not afford to leave

decided cameras may help them find out

as their sanity was in doubt!

 

To save money fitted them with a friend

every angle was covered

put the base unit in the spare bedroom

now all they could do was wait

each morning checked nothing was seen

for several days tapes clean!

 

It had gone quiet had it been imagination

yet the unease remained

on this particular night there was banging

that went on for an hour

suddenly stopping then a muffled scream

so piercing and extreme!

 

Reluctantly ventured into the open lounge

the patio door was wide open

closing it decided to view the recordings

hoping something was captured

mostly blurry saw a shape for one second

were their lives threatened?

 

As the next dawn approached the alarm again

roused them from sleep

troubled by this yet a few hours had helped

now another Saturday

turned the alarm off the patio was wide open

things got worse this day

even with the alarm off it still became activated

both of them frustrated!

 

As the sun shone tried sitting in their garden

even here could not settle

decided to go out but the car would not start

it seemed they were trapped

intently watched the recording from last night

saw a figure come into the lens light!

 

Stood for seconds before thrusting its awful face

close to the camera laughing

no sound but it made their blood run ice-cold

could not sleep anymore

laid on the bed left the door open could see hall

when they heard a female call!

 

Bravely the husband ventured to investigate

without warning was pushed over

a force pulled at his legs his wife tried to help

but did not have the strength

heard his cries fade away staring into the dark

realising her situation stark!

 

Managed to grab her cell phone and dial 911

as she spoke a blurry shape

lunged at her violently she too was taken

leaving a bloody trail

the police arrived searching everywhere

but found nobody there!

 

The bungalow was sealed up and deserted!

 

No doubt somebody will want to venture in!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

Silo!

The desert was flat you could never tell

that below where you stood

was a military bunker and missile silo

from a time years passed

built here on this lonely barren latitude

that had a bad attitude!

 

An everlasting reminder of mans ingenuity

negative approach to peace

of times that have gone but do still exist

creation of terror and destruction

yet for many this factor has disappeared

to die is no longer feared!

 

Thinking foolishly that all conflicts will end

is only in dreamers minds

always there simmering the spark of war

lay in wait in human culture

where somebody is ready to light the flame

so conflicts in history doth remain!

 

The silo is but one symbol of the bloody past

forever on humans the shadow cast!

 

The Foureyed Poet.