A Whisper!

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The air suddenly becomes icy cold

your breath much deeper now

is the mind playing tricks on you

all is still yet you do not feel bold

just wanting to get out somehow

as your hands now turn blue

the loud thumping is your heart

pounding in an aching chest

imagination or a real event

not feeling very smart

a skeptic that loves to jest

there was a sense of intent

what was this feeling of dread

did you hear a whisper near

had an object hit the floor

were these sounds of the dead

now the meaning of fear

where was that exit door

in this ancient and rustic inn

member of a ghost hunting team

thinking why am I in this place

terrified of the building you’re in

suddenly there is a loud scream

through a window you see a face

your mind dramatically changed

did ghosts exist in the same space

getting out before coming deranged

that possibility tried to erase

is it wise having an inquisitive mind

you never know what you will find!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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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.

 

 

 

Substance!

Everybody is living within this substance

air that we need to exist

but what else lives in this environment

in the mists and clouds

bacteria virus’s alien spores nasty things

that with it danger brings!

 

Life forms existing before humans came

objects seen in storms

flying in our atmosphere unidentified

is it of humanoids design

or from another parallel civilisations

opens worrying implications!

 

In the darkness many become terrified

as it brings night terrors

seeing monsters ghosts shadow figures

in wardrobes or under the bed

engulfing them in a daunting situation

causing their expiration!

 

Orbs floating or more weird displays

of blazing light formations

evil cold voices with no bodies near

glasses furniture or doors

moving as if by hidden manipulation

without rational explanation!

 

Possessions of people by demonic beings

needing priests for exorcism

are there spirits here who have never

taken any solid form

so much with the answers not yet found

what else is earthbound?

 

Be careful who knows what’s around!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

The Clearing!

The clearing was situated in a huge forest

the size of a football field

where nothing would grow not even grass

a substance like burnt soil

covered the entire sight nothing within

not even branches leant in!

 

A defined line like an invisible barrier

no living thing dare enter

accept for those curious adventurers

risking all for an answer

no matter what dangers were involved

an enigma to be solved!

 

Here two men now stood at the edge

apprehensive of entering

remembering accounts of witnesses

and what they had seen

their shaky voices and terrified eyes

they were telling no lies!

 

Bravely both walked into the expanse

that it had been said

held portals to many other dimensions

now empty and silent

their electromagnetic metres alarmed

were they to be harmed?

 

Vulnerable in the huge empty clearing

one saw a bright glow

orange in colour mesmerized moved

closer as it darted about

becoming perplexed as he tracked

his pace never slacked!

 

The other saw him dash away at a fast pace

seeing the orb change shape

but as they approached faded and vanished

both began to have dizzy spells

were truly scared sensing others around

jumped for the clearing exit bound!

 

Even this became a challenge muscles weak

their stamina and will drained

dark shapes coming from everywhere fell

with a hard thud onto grass

on the path they had arrived at the clearing

left more danger fearing!

 

Able to confirm a place of unexplained events

leaving reluctant to ever return!

 

Was it due to prior knowledge or the experience real?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The library!

The young librarian had no problems on arrival

to take up her new senior post

this her own domain to run with an assistant

in a rural north country town

charged with the task of bringing it up to date

excited she could not wait!

 

There would be much to do and evenings spent

a huge challenge to savour

hardly been changed since the nineteen fifties

soon her first late after it closed

and coming to the end of the week feeling tired

though happy and inspired.

 

Placing hundreds of books  in alphabetical order

heard whispering from nearby

as a large book shot out narrowly missing her face

falling onto piles of books

years of accumulated dust made her cough and splutter

not a word could utter!

 

Shaken and more than a little disturbed had to leave

running to get some fresh air

covered in this layer of musty old clinging dust

on exiting saw a movement

followed by fast tapping on the  glass window

what it could be did not know!

 

Now understood why her assistant would not stay

would not re-enter that night

could not sleep thinking of what had transpired

what had she seen and heard

returning early the next morning it seemed fine

of a break-in no sign!

 

It went without incident for several more days

chatting casually to the assistant

said it had once been  the towns court and jail

rumours abounded it was haunted

though denied witnessing anything herself

never saw books fly off the shelf!

 

The librarian more confident decided to stay

late into the evening again

with the task nearly completed cleared up

content about to leave

heard a book fall turning in the direction

a natural human reaction!

 

Before her a black mass was quickly forming

what looked like a devil

attacked her terrified screams were muffled

there was nobody to hear

the assistant was surprised to find it unlocked

going inside even more shocked!

 

On the floor by the desk the librarian sat groaning

making no sense at all

when approached retreated cowering wide-eyed

taken for psychic evaluation

was committed to a mental asylum as insane

and there she did remain!

 

This was several years ago no explanation discovered

but we know don’t we?

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

By The Ruins!

By the ruins of her home the child dazed

high winds had blown it down

terrified lost the behaviour now crazed

nothing could save the town

from the force of natures mighty power

survivors could only cower!

 

Nature takes no sides without mercy strikes

that mankind cannot control

as the instruments alarm showing the spikes

millions pay a terrible toll

as leaders battle to dominate in their wealth

affecting stability and health!

 

The pitiful sight of children and adults pleading

for basic necessities of living

increases as the climate begins to destabilize

yet sharing for many unforgiving

even the images of devastation and the dead

on humanities path will not tread!

 

Those secure in their bubble of comfort and joy

should remember nature can easily destroy!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

The Foureyed Poet.

The Ghost Hunters!

The ghost hunters stood silently together

with a look of unpleasant surprise

at the daunting building before them

for the first time they were afraid

something was different they agreed

but knowing they had to proceed!

 

Scientific and with a pure sceptical view

each an experienced investigator

they were unsure as they entered

why as yet there was nothing to tell

oppressive air made their heads ache

a cold chill made bodies shake!

 

Sceptics and those who may truly believe

split to gain different reactions

because it was an unknown science

the set routine was followed

each session based in a haunted area

finding them being much scarier!

 

Where it’s said something had been recorded

voices or sounds with no explanation

in two groups seeking real evidence

waiting in the darkness cameras set

for any paranormal action to take place

instruments ready for any trace!

 

Through the hours spent within this building

an unknown presence strongly felt

whispering sounds bangs and dark shadows

their flesh tingled as if being touched

they could not wait for the dawn to arrive

their dread they would not survive?

 

Now everybody was really getting scared

equipment alarms and malfunctions

increasingly terrified just wanting to get out

eight people stood looking at each other

believers certain sceptics almost believed

but each agreed they were relieved!

 

From the outside again they stood it was still

so hard for this investigation to fulfill!

 

But after this night all had found a mutual faith!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.