Who?

Who is wandering our populated areas

many innocent people have vanished

anguished families have been in limbo

frightened where the young have gone

what is the number of the disappeared

gone most harmed it is sadly feared!

 

Anxious and desperate wait of the parents

knowing there is nothing they can do

always wondering why they are missing

empty spaces that have been left behind

sometimes closure when a body found

others hoping for a word or sound!

 

It is said often though awful maybe true

the abductors are somebody they knew

a friend or relative not a pleasant thought

anybody trusted could do such a thing

fearing the stranger not those very near

off guard as family members leer!

 

Keep your family close beware of strangers

humans a mystery even unto themselves

there are dark recesses it is said in the mind

that cannot be evaluated history has defined

those who have ventured down that evil path

its written must face their gods wrath!

 

Mankind surely is the worst predator and beast

upon all living things its hunger doth feast!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

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Derelict!

It was for a dare that the youngsters agreed

to explore the derelict house

meeting outside on a Saturday afternoon

the eldest fourteen and a bit

he was thought of as big brother to the rest

not for much longer one of the best!

 

Wanting to probe the house others avoided

his idea not wanting to go alone

now the reluctant foursome stood together

sneaking through a hole

in the back garden fence next to wasteland

trying to be an intrepid band!

 

All they had was each other and their torches

it did not look inviting

downstairs the glass was broken or cracked

the outer door ripped off

inner one was half-open the older lad Lance

entering not afraid to advance!

 

The youngest Lilly did not want to go inside

but a growl and shaking bush

made her run and grab big sister Lee’s hand

surprised let out a loud yell

words in large red letters daubed on each wall

then saw movement in the hall!

 

Now bunched together feeling very frightened

the kitchen door slammed shut

training their torches could see nothing there

but Lance wanted to search more

little Leanne started crying asking to leave

a man was watching she did believe!

 

Moving on through the derelict lower floor

a dragging sound was heard

as if coming down the now collapsed stairs

but nothing could be seen

yet little Leanne said again about the man

as each viewed the floor plan!

 

The girls voices now rising to a petrified shrill

reluctantly Lance admitted

this was far too much for him to take anymore

as a plank of wood flew in the air

helping them through a glass less window frame

admitted it was a mistake they came!

 

Covered in dust quickly headed back to the fence

but felt compelled for a last look

everyone saw the figure of a girl staring at them

at this ran panic-stricken home

the parents were never told just what occurred

what the children had seen and heard!

 

They seemed to go their separate ways after that

the eldest Lance discovered girls

as for the other they stayed at home every night

the house was demolished

soon on the site several dwellings were erected

but in weeks bad things were detected!

 

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 Brick Wall!

The couple thought it must be cheaper

modernise in their own design

as the debts started getting steeper

then no indication or sign

but unable to find one at the right price

just the thought was very nice.

 

Weeks passed wondering if they’d find

their home to renovate

or how their lives would be maligned

and what kind of state

somebody had a property for sale

was this the end of the trail?

 

From the first viewing they truly loved it

and set about their task

though in the basement had to admit

each had to wear a mask

an unpleasant smell lingered there

but couldn’t find where!

 

The drains it was thought the cause

not easy having to stay here

to save every penny couldn’t pause

but the fun began to disappear

a brick wall blocked their progress

and did look grotesque!

 

Deciding to finish the rest of the house

before starting on the wall

noticing tapping sounds in the night

below a shadow did crawl

they went down stairs hearing a cry

scary they could not deny!

 

Loud scratching noises were very clear

coming from the basement

with joint trepidation both did peer

not wanting to make a descent

but felt impelled to solve the enigma

a mystery here did stir!

 

Petrified found themselves  standing

in front of the brick wall

a sledgehammer there demanding

a powerful urge it must fall

hidden strength made the man strike

what her laid they did dislike?

 

Reeling back in disgust and disbelief

two decomposing bodies sat

even they felt overwhelming grief

no way expecting that

soon it was another major crime scene

a dream that might have been!

 

The house remains the bricks still lay

from the wall today

the mystery remains who they were

as strange things still occur!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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