A Glance!

It was just his glance of disapproval

at the dangerous maneuver

noticed in the split second exchange

the figure behind the wheel

certainly did not look of human origin

leaving a knotted feeling within!

 

For a moment pondered aliens are real

could not shake the dread

growing paranoia inside him simmered

could they be amongst us

looking like us so origin not to recognise

our form just a disguise!

 

Depicted in countless science fiction films

most taking it as entertainment

but this encounter had for the first time

created that worrying possibility

that actors were portraying on the screen

real off world beings in each scene!

 

Hysterical at that thought stopped stressed

deciding it must be imagination

but could not shake the imprinted image

his secure existence dented

observing with scrutiny everybody he met

always now a little suspect!

 

From deep inside he knew they were here

the threat to mankind Severe!

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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.

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