House Exploration!

Alone abandoned the house was so stark

empty so long a tale to unfold

nothing moved very unwelcoming dark

a faded sign read property sold

what they would find there no telling

embroiled within this dwelling!

 

Noises had often been reported from inside

the stagnant air had a foul smell

murders within always had been denied

rumored another gateway to hell

nefarious building was a real abomination

they entered with deep trepidation!

 

It stood like a blot on surrounding lands

as the group of teenagers stared

jointly plotting rubbing their cold hands

had to investigate a decision shared

the group of four all were aged nineteen

focused to go as eyes watched unseen!

 

Hesitant to cross a line held hands outside

some distance from their addresses

laughed with a perverse fun none did hide

what waited in the deserted homestead

with torches on and their cameras to hold

soon found it had become very cold!

 

Daringly now in the garden were glaring

a touch of arrogance in thinking

headed towards house triumph sharing

focused eyes not blinking

the four neared door it was eerily still

the girls turned pale they felt ill!

 

An ineffable odour made them all halt

from then their actions defined

with fortitude pushed on with assault

suddenly a tree root entwined

tightly around two fell to the ground

slime oozed from a dirt mound!

 

Seemed an eternity fighting an unseen foe

drained and aching escaped the trees

instantly came into their view a large crow

breathless as if their lungs squeezed

frightened and stressed glanced around

as door burst open without a sound!

 

Feet heavy the four wanted to turn back

the stench was in the air once more

shadowy figures rushed at them to attack

strange sensation then a mighty roar

where the spectres came from none knew

door slammed trapped a weird glow!

 

Backs against wall as surging green glow

preservation forced the girls to run

as they successfully bypassed the object

this adventure was no longer fun

yelling as rotten timber floor gave way

crashing to the cellar into dank clay!

 

In darkness tried struggling to their feet

a new sickening odour entered each nose

the lads had falling to luckily had a torch

heard a constant beat as the evil rose

scrambling up rickety stairs reached top

floor beneath did with no warning drop!

 

Cellar door not locked clinging in grime

eerie sounds made atmosphere sour

a pulse made it shake in rhythmic time

had released a force gaining power

something had them trapped in a tomb

as their minds it began to consume!

 

Still crawling energy being sucked away

floor collapsed behind and below

a blinding flash then could see light of day

death close it grabbed Jacks leg a blow

unable to help they were propelled outside

a stroke of luck but their mate had died!

 

The house became a fire-ball and did implode

to close the three lay bloody on earth

barely able to move towards fence then road

so hot yet relieved felt like rebirth

such awful sounds from below they just cried

horrified just a hole what evil lived inside?

 

One week later back in silence on the spot

where they first viewed the dwelling

nothing there but foul ooze from the plot

none recovered the trauma telling

remembering and mourning their mate

thankful it was also not their fate!

 

Loud rumbling from below could be heard

as remaining shrubs disappeared

the only noise now a black squawking bird

each filled with a renewed fear

another bang the ground opened wide

in a split second they vanished inside!

 

Had not escaped the wrath that consumed

this unhallowed cursed ground

anybody trespassing here were doomed

no bodies were ever found!

 

Was this the end or just the first chapter?

 

#TheFoureyedPoet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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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.

 

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.

Traffic Lights!

Traffic was flowing along the dual carriageway

as the driver approached the junction

lights turned to red so had to brake and stop

annoying to halt at this point

agitation rapidly grew they did not change

fifteen minutes passed very strange!

 

From every direction cars converged at speed

must be a computer malfunction

was the thoughts of those in the car queue

now unable to move anywhere

anger and tension mounted as car horns blared

for this situation nobody prepared!

 

Gradually they got out of their vehicles frustrated

with no explanation forthcoming

that first vibration made them almost lose balance

followed by the rumble of death

grew loud in their ears as earth and sky blended

the wrath of nature descended!

 

Or this was the expectation as the blackness grew

panic spread amongst the people

tremors made everything shake roads disintegrated

in this part of the world not expected

fields and sky seemed to blend was it world’s end

a site hard to comprehend!

 

Eventually their plight would be in perspective

nothing was recognisable

landmarks had disappeared fires were ignited

from far away explosions

people stumbled about not knowing what to do

and the atmosphere was rue!

 

Everything around him was now a raging blaze

a loud continuous noise

rapidly made him jump back into normality

the familiar nagging voice

ringing so loudly in his ears was the beloved wife

knew there was no real strife!

 

Sweating profusely found himself at the lights

it must have been a daydream

during a micro sleep they had turned green

motorists behind annoyed

the carnage seemed real still fresh in his mind

all bad thoughts realigned!

 

Started laughing happy all was chaotically well

his happy demeanor would not last

as all that befell the people in those dark images

back at that specific junction

each sequence of cataclysmic events had begun

that no man could outrun!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

That Moment Of birth!

That moment of a birth the joy and pride

expectations for the perfect future

but often this is not always the fairy tale story

of many whose lives are of misery

and squalor brought up in a violent background

guns and bombs the only sound!

 

Hounded with families out of their natural homes

through history the pattern repeats

stability is something that millions can never know

forced to be nomadic not by choice

some overcome adversity and find the good path

others it will lead to wrath!

 

It has to be said even those in theory who are born

into society’s good life stray

humans can too often be easily led the wrong way

poverty is far from misguiding

for those who have the misfortune to live that life

facing years of this strife!

 

Help is offered in different ways in these catastrophes

aid to support and give a little hope

countries involved do not seem to help their people

relying on aid from western countries

yet hatred and tribal disputes over centuries exist

and hope of peace many do resist!

 

Major nations pursue to take sides violence persists

the compassion factor ignored

corruption or greed has always been in our makeup

nothing has changed in that process

even with the unstable and endless human unrest

is there still not much to be blest?

 

I refuse to give up the belief in mankind just yet!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

Empty Eyes!

It was looking into those empty eyes

without any emotion

the chills it gave me I remember now

in a bar with my friend

for a quiet pleasant evening after work

interrupted by this berk!

 

Who was persistent just would not go

threatened if left alone

but with my friend did not feel so bad

eventually took the hint

wandering off where I could not care

no longer at me to stare!

 

Soon forgot that unsettling encounter

just the two of us drinking

until the last orders call I then recalled

look to see if he was about

thought how silly must be long gone

there was nothing wrong!

 

Once in the air realised I was very tipsy

need to get a taxi home

my friend was going on to a night club

as I tried to phone a cab

slowly walking down the poorly lit path

no idea of the closing wrath!

 

Halted by a crossing finally got through

needing the post for balance

heard movement from close behind me

and suddenly an arm gripped

tightly around my neck now panic set in

finding strength from within!

 

Struggling I still had my high heels on

stamped as hard as I could

hoping to catch his foot a loud yell

violently let me go falling

down on my knees quickly spinning

hoping I was winning!

 

Realising looking up it was him glaring

the man with empty eyes

trying to stand he lunged  at my dress

pulling back he missed

scrabbled to my feet I ran in the road

with menace he strode!

 

Kicking the shoes off shouting for help

from a couple passing by

they just seemed to ignore my plight

as the man caught up

lights dazzled coming directly ahead

diving it missed by a thread!

 

As I fell on the pavement there was a thud

tyres were screeching

shaken wondering what had happened

the perpetrator was hit

by a taxi staring at him in utter disbelief

but filled with such relief!

 

It was the taxi that had come to pick me up

the man with the empty eyes

never regained consciousness I heard later

justice you could say was done

luck maybe a guardian angels intervention

are possibilities in contention!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

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