Phil Charters

Rookie - 31 Points (11/05/1958 / Australia)

The King Of Terror - Poem by Phil Charters

Dormant.
Within ones heart lies
terror.
Unleashed, set free
comes out through ones eyes.
Tremor,
from ones mind down through each knee;
as if upon a deck,
the deck of a sinking ship;
a wave reality shatters,
and reason? well it does flee.

Torment.
Within my view, my eyes;
terror.
Flaming fury: King
of terror, comes out of the skies.
Panic,
slipping the chain, breaking the moral ring,
as if it matters not,
losing the sight of God,
alone in a sea of despair,
and society? ever a tender thing.

Fear.
Within ones soul, control.
Terror.
Maddened herd, stampede,
comes out of a primal mind; no soul,
immoral.
Sophist man crumbling, no law to impede,
looters, homicidal rapists,
stripping societies core,
in a frenzy for ones self,
and why? to live, yes to succeed.


Terror.
Within the core of man does start.
Terror,
erupting fury, Gia bleeds,
comes out of earth’s own heart.
Firestorm,
growing, burning, impact, hastily it seethes,
engulfing farmland, cities,
animals, humans, all;
the King of terror strikes;
and why? destiny achieves.

Awoken.
Within ones sleep one dreams,
terror.
Hellish nightmare; emptiness
comes out of ones disease. Schemes
war:
battles the body, with ones self: darkness,
ones being now engirds,
as if upon a spaceship,
with time crushing spirit:
and spirit? Falls to limpness.

Fright.
Within the future unknown.
Terror.
A crop not reaped,
comes out of seeds we have sown.
Love.
with ne’er a parting, forever blown,
across existence entwined,
ne’er to perish apart:
King of terror, all ye take. Nay!
and why? it lies within, to face alone.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 27, 2010



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