Yellow Eyed Survaillance...A Poem by L4rn13Dream: you play a game to complete and you have three chances otherwise if you lose them you disappear. There are people with eyes that shine yellowish orange who will make you stick to those rules...
Have you ever wondered the scary phenomenon of a liminal place?
Not knowing where you're going or when you'll be back to your personal space? What if I told you there were bewildering realms beside ours, A concoction of colour in one, multiple shades of dreary distortion in others, Or another where games rule your hours? Gaming consoles that torment the eyes Leaving you confused to the perversion taking over the skies Be gone from this place for only three remain! Three strikes is all it takes. For in this game nothing is slain Break the rules once...twice...but not thrice! Gulp down their intoxicating solution Carbonated soda and sulphuric nitrogen That's it! It's done! They're coming! Remember who is their target... For I'd hate to be the one to mark it Their brown eyes change to the haze of bright yellow Almost, the bestow of a circular bright, halo Till the face contorted to a demonic snarl Save lest the beast escape the flesh prison and prowel. The twisted, unstable psych of a female Would take you to such a place so cruel. The escape of gaming becomes the prison And all you know, whom you know, the unison Within a van faded No noise heard but your heart left jaded Because you're on your own Each and everyone of those eyes watching... Observing as your name is the last one listed No escape a severe debauchery of the mind contorted and twisted... © 2013 L4rn13Author's Note
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StatsAuthorL4rn13Birmingham, United KingdomAboutPoem from a Poet... I shan't befuddle your mind With poems of vampires Or quadruple signs, But rather rhythmful beats. For I am a poet And express through torn seams The stories of the heart,.. more..Writing
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