Before Him!

Before him the road gave way leaving a deep hole

swerving just in time hit the verge

but as he thanked God for his mercy that day

saw the sky light up like a search light

getting out could feel the heat as objects fell

noise hurt his ears as it began to roar

like bombs exploded around where he cowered

fiery meteors from the heavens showered!

 

Not of mankind’s evil and psychotic mind or hands

but an unlimited wrath of the gods

where those who had perpetrated death and carnage

would face the same fate as the innocent

no escape for any living creature as the purge began

before him the earth and sky became one

as no longer could be seen familiar stars nor the sun

as this society’s time it seems was done!

 

Before him witnessed the end yet he knew the rebirth

would come upon the scorched ancient earth!

 

Am I but a story-teller of truth or just of fantasy?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

Unable!

Gazing at the throng of humanity

he sat unable to understand

tired of such a long turbulent life

the memories still clear

unable to comprehend that need

their desire to proceed!

 

To prolong their lives into centuries

he found after a hundred years

so hard to face always stayed young

as friends and family aged

his girlfriends withered by his side

leaving him when they died!

 

An enzyme within his DNA the reason

his life seemed to never end

had thought often of taking his own life

but felt it was the cowards way

resigned to wait for that allotted day

hoping it was not far away!

 

Got up and faded quietly into the crowds

to a lonely life in his home

prepared it maybe another century to live

with more memories to recall

friends to make and then say goodbye

now use to time passing him by!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

Sounds From The Skies!

That day came when throughout every nation

loud sounds filled the air

many believed it was trumpets being blown

others an unrecognisable noise

that left many pondering dazed and fearful

in awe or very tearful!

 

A belief it was a warning from celestial angels

that the second coming was near

whether this is the truth or it’s another cause

creating these loud disturbances

the approaching of an alien marauding force

humans the main course!

 

In the skies to unbelievable cloud formations

never before seen like these

there is a mystery unfolding roundabout

adding fuel to ancient revelations

increasing earth quakes and violent storms

blight mankind in different forms!

 

Each year there are dire warnings of the end

we are still here to ponder

with so much bloodshed how do we survive

maybe that date will soon befall

with many scenarios of our impending fate

maybe it’s not long to wait!

 

Should we prepare for the coming rapture

the ending of humanities time

what awaits us all in the coming New Year

speculation an unreliable guide

as dark elements manipulate our direction

as we seek our rightful resurrection!

 

May I hope the coming year brings you all Peace!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

Bus Stop!

The young woman waited for the late night bus

as she often did after visiting her mum

always alone it had never bothered her before

but that night the bus was late arriving

at first did not notice the dark clothed figure

when she did panic it did trigger!

 

Where it had come from had heard no sound

with the light in the shelter could see

it was possibly a gaunt looking teenage girl

the clothing seemed dirty and ragged

not wanting to stare tried not glance that way

here certainly not wanting to stay!

 

There was no gestures yet a presence was felt

making a large gap between them

was really scared so glad when the bus came

jumping on as the doors opened

had not realised how cold she had become

wished she had stayed with mum!

 

It was then realised she was the only one

the girl had not got on behind her

when getting off enquired with the driver

had he seen the other passenger

replied calmly that nobody was waiting

simply to her the story relating!

 

Added she was not the first who had asked

others to witnessed the ghost

as many years before at that spot a girl died

murdered while waiting for a bus

nobody was ever caught for this awful crime

her spirit doomed to haunt for all time!

 

She never waited for a bus at that stop again

often in her thoughts the images did remain!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Special Day!

That special day has finally arrived

plans made hoping all is well

beginning of our adventure together

preparations completed ready

a nervous groom waits for his bride

standing nowhere to hide!

 

Soon she will walk down the aisle

two people to be joined

music starts to play nerves are taut

relieved as she is here

now together for that moment stand

promises a kiss hand in hand!

 

Behind family and friends sit watching

now smiles on your faces

turning to congratulations and praises

signing the register married

feeling of relief cameras start clicking

your married the clock is ticking!

 

Realising now two families are united

everybody happy and delighted

their perfect love match and marriage

or divorce hate then disengage!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Pressure!

Another day of hard graft ended at last

as a husband struggled home

drained of energy eager to see his wife

on a damp dark cold night

not wanting to show his rising stress

just feel her tender caress!

 

Working two jobs to make ends meet

the wife worked all day

two teenager children well thank god

a mortgage and rising debt

had become to him an increasing strain

but his hope would remain!

 

Society was creating too much pressure

bills and taxes ruled

cost of living forever on the upward scale

holidays but a memory

easy to feel there was no fun anymore

there were many really poor!

 

Wars raging refugees and homeless growing

the seasons disappearing

what was his reasons to moan he was lucky

home at last always glad

the wife was in the kitchen making dinner

noisy music he was a winner!

 

A kiss from his wife hello dad from the kids

they sat as a family together

at that moment all frustrations evaporated

until the new day felt good

money could not better this precious time

to him it was sublime!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

Faith!

That single moment changed his life forever

there on his second tour of duty

thought he was hardened to atrocities of war

even when facing his own death

another demolished village came up ahead

more wounded and many dead!

 

On the road came upon a woman crouching

holding a man’s lifeless body

two small children wandering dazed and  lost

each cried with endless tears

looking down in body armour and loaded gun

under the searing heat of the sun!

 

Feeling himself overwhelmed with the scene

had not been to church for years

his faith was now being tested himself a father

a beautiful wife waiting at home

safe away from such brutality of this warfare

their torment for a time did share!

 

Made him confront his own vulnerability and belief

feeling that overwhelming grief!

 

Then became a soldier once more and moved on!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

Ebbing Away!

In his sixties looked around at the people

talking and chatting together

yet sat on his own as if he was not seen

in the eighties he remembered

laying in a hospital bed life ebbing away

was it his moment that day?

 

After an operation was left bleeding inside

but for an observant doctor

would not be sitting feeling life had halted

nothing had worked out since

certain within himself he was not depressed

filled with self-pity or stressed!

 

Nothing had worked out thought he was nice

never fell out with others

had one job most of his reasonably long life

two ex-wives that was bad

nobody else had connected with him since

himself tried to convince!

 

As far as memory would stretch he was sure

tried to move forward

yet always it was blocked each time failed

the sensation of going around

in the same circle unable to break free

never to this day the escapee!

 

Trapped in a miniature transparent dome

watching time pass by

unable to communicate in a state of stasis

was this just imagination

or a reality that he was doomed to repeat

until there was no heartbeat!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Nuclear Tests!

Each tree trembled from an unnatural vibration

in front the shortcut grass

at first glance seemed empty no humans around

but a rhythmic rustling sound

the grass no longer green as millions of worms

covered it like visible germs!

 

Normally filled with families happily playing

but darkness made them leave

a vast area near wide barren desert plains

unknown to most as a test site

for  nuclear experiments decades in the past

soon repercussions would be cast!

 

Radiation had seeped down to the sandy base

and preserved fertile soil

part of plans to research radio-active fallout

yet failed to realise consequences

worms absorbing the lethal product mutating

a disaster in the making!

 

From their natural state transformed rapidly

into flesh-eating creatures

searching for prey surfacing on the grassland

sensing it was nearby

as the park rangers unwittingly approached

as on deadly ground encroached!

 

No indication as they walked to their demise

just empty bloody uniforms

slithering on until the dawn leaving a gory trail

as visitors came to find

the area cordoned off as scientists investigated

and cause of the horror deliberated!

 

The mutated worms had gone back below ground

to the cool and darkness

not until the next night would the slaughter begin

their time slot was short

in solving the abomination they unwittingly created

before it truly escalated!

 

The hours were ticking by as the night was upon them!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

The Cruise!

The middle-aged couple looked over the ocean

on the deck of the cruise liner

enjoying the warm beautiful Caribbean sunset

sipping a fruity red wine

unaware of the creature crawling up the side

for them nowhere to hide!

 

Leaving a slime trail it slithered over the rail

down onto the empty deck

silently approaching the contented couple

opening its jaws wide

now exposing large angled razor-sharp teeth

death came from beneath!

 

There was no time to give any warning cry

the man savaged and swallowed

the woman violently knocked overboard

unable to make a sound

falling to more sea monsters basking below

her blood no longer did flow!

 

Unaware of the nearing danger passengers

slept or partied as normal

the captain still on duty pacing the bridge

viewing the radar at the blips

wondering what was causing this oddity

then not knowing their ferocity!

 

Rare thinking a schooling of fish were passing

not for long as reports came in

of monstrous creatures swarming the ship

attacking everybody on all levels

immediately sending out an urgent Mayday call

before their end did befall!

 

But for a twist of fate the message was delayed

was it the position on the sea

or an electrical storm that distorted the signal

by the time any rescue arrived

no life remained upon this passenger vessel

a mystery searchers had to wrestle!

 

Now classed a crime scene the ship was towed

from its very remote last position

but underneath the hull these creatures gripped

with powerful suckers undetected

into the main sea port ready to unleash their terror

that would become a shocking error!

 

The nightmare had just begun!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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