A haunting question that still lingers in the air.
What happened to us, what tore us apart?
Was it you, was it me, or the cruel hand of fate?
The answers elude us,
like ghosts in the mist,
haunting our thoughts.
A mystery left unsolved.
The reason why we couldn't make it last.
Perhaps it was both of us, our hearts out of sync.
Questions unanswered, hearts left broken.
The truth is lost in the silence, out of sight.
A true unsolved mystery.
An intruder murdered the dark while it slept.
Dark green blood,
and nightshade shadows there were.
Moonlight crept through cold glass,
stealthily pilfered thoughts and dreams,
then it left, leaving a late dying shade.
Moments later,
an interrogating ray of sunlight
raised a dawn alarm.
Better it is for the living the mystery of death to remain unsolved!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
30 May 2021
An evil person snatched a child up off the street.
One block from my house, tidy, silently and neat.
The police did not believe the mother, she was a suspect.
I saw details on TV where the husband showed some conflict.
The child had been delivering papers and told a man he felt funny.
He was busy with his own child, the day was dark, not yet sunny.
He told the other person’s child to go on ahead, and he’d keep an eye out.
Thirty years later, I wonder if he wishes he’d have followed child’s doubt.
The child has never been found, and that was nineteen eighty-four.
Never has a body been found, but the neighbors who lived next door.
Reported that the mother acted suspicious in all kinds of ways that day.
I imagine she was pre-grieving, knowing her child had been whisked away.
I always wonder what happened to this little twelve-year-old.
What kind of brassy, evil, villain walked up so big and bold.
And snatched another mother’s child away, off the street?
So tidy, silently, and stealthily. To find him would be a real treat.
Mystery Unsolved
She disappeared aged 3. Everyone looked for her. People went from shop to shop asking have you seen this girl? No was the reply. Others searched woodland, fields, by the river. Soon people all over the country joined the hunt for the missing child. No luck. It was like she never existed. Her parents never gave up hope nor stopped looking. 3 dates are the worst: the anniversary of her disappearance, her birthday and Xmas. 14 years later she's still missing. No one has spotted her. She'd be 17 now. Almost an adult. But she's a statistic. A 3 year old girl missing 14 years. Her picture on milk cartons. Mystery unsolved.
I never knew, never once did,
The answer to my coward being.
I thought this was me,
The real me,
Forever within my walls,
That will never again, flee.
Is it okay, to solve this,
If this is what I fear or is it just greed.
Nevermind, for I once tried,
Surviving through, that colorful hell.
I'll strengthen my wall,
So it'll never again fall.
For I know she will never be,
What my heart now pleads.
Bewildering life
Cosmo's unsolved mystery
God's Revelation!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
18 April 2018
"UNSOLVED MYSTERY"
we sat at the round table
her and I and that afternoon
came to the decision
we'd write a story together.
his name was to be
Sebastian Blake.
a passive aggressive ladies man
who had been adopted.
he was to be a drug representative
where truth hurt him and
obstacles in his agenda angered
him.
it was to be a mystery.
that afternoon,
we sat excited and ready to
create this mystery.
the next night, she would end our
relationship.
she broke from the story and
wrote a new one without me.
her own.
who murdered her heart?
who murdered her mind?
who murdered her soul?
I suppose I'll never know.
she gave the greatest story.
she gave the greatest mystery of all.
I'll be telephoning my agent soon.
I've got to tell him about her.
he said he'd call me back though,
he was on the other line
with Robert Stack.
By: Chicano Eddie
4-11-2017
Unsolved
Mystifying the situation control room shut the door
Huge questions returned without willed answers
Everything was simple sun was shinning
No dark was there trying to make more oblivious
The will of arrogant mind was in confusion whether to sublime
Unsolved came collecting litters from all side
And whispered matter was not simple
Neck turned towards him and eyebrow alerted not to signal
All four walls have ears to hear and lenses are put everywhere.
Poor stepped away shaking broom for another place
Returned immediate as if he saw ghost horrifying
Bla bla he blew in air in vain no words was clear to in
Insert the key into a lock to open it for dirt clean
Message rolled as if advertisement at square place
Suspension declared for three months from for betterment
All should be clear without hindrances
Unsolved whether new or not the decision
Matter flashed sticking paper on notice board
Seeing paper written and signed by delegates
Thumb pin on four sides did not speak
Gatherings started to become thin
Stepping away with different guess.
Unsolved remained again in the hope of solving case.
The hunger she’s been feeding
Never gets satisfied
Even when she adds it all up
Then divides and multiplies
Another needle track
Another sigh of content
Another night on the street
To pay her habit and rent
What started out so simple
Somehow took a different turn
She’s living this lie alone
While other bridges burn
Her family, they wouldn‘t understand
She says as she walks her turf
And thinks of another great fix
And what it would be worth
The millions of wonderful colors
That stream through her mind
And the satisfaction it brings
Is something that’s easy to find
Her friends are on the streets
Smiling as she passes by
Her money buys the good stuff
No longer does she cry
The hunger she’s been feeding
Took a nose dive one last time
No witnesses to be found
Just another unsolved crime
Two and two not always make four
she realized it few moments ago
still trying to solve to be sure,
two and two not always make four;
life's equation never puzzled her more
hard decision to take...should she stay or go?
Two and two not always make four
she realized it few moments ago.
© 2011 kashinath karmakar(9th August 2011)
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Placement:5th;(August:2011)
By:kashinath karmakar
Contest:In The Afterglow(Photo based)
Sponsor:Nette Onclaud
Jon Benet Ramsay
similar Caylee Anthony
murder mystery both
It was FBI Agents, JonBenet Ramsey and Amelia Earhart,
Who almost blew the JKF assassination conspiracy apart.
It was when they were sort after; the lover’s decided to spit,
Amelia Earhart went to Peru and JonBenet Ramsey to Egypt.
Amelia Earhart attempted to get a message to him with huge drawings which was a
pain,
As one looked like a monkey blowing a jet fighter plane.
The CIA said if she came in, she would have immunity in exchange,
But it was too late as she was taken by aliens by landing site called Stonehenge.
JonBenet Ramsey was declared missing in Egypt, after being captured in a photo shoot,
He was last on a pyramid which the Gods used to squeeze their grapefruit.
They come in many forms and ways
our home is mysterious and nothing stays
in the same place for very long
we go to get it and then it`s gone
Then down the line, months or weeks
nothing inparticular we do seek
the item will turn out of the blue
we look at eachother and not a clue
How it`s turned up in full sight
as prominant as a full scale kite
we know we have vistors from above
take it in our stride and blessed with love
for contest "mysteries" by Carolyn Devonshire.
Purely Fictional
On a forgotten road at the top of a hill
Sits the Campbell's old estate
And many have heard an eerie scream
When the evening is growing late
They say old Campbell killed his wife
One night in their wedding bed
When he aught his love between the sheets
Wither her fitness instructor Fred
Twas on the night of Hallowe'en this evil tale began
And I'm here to unravel this tale of woe as truly best I can
Now no one knows what happened to Fred
And the gal he did adore
But many believe that they are buried
Beneath the kitchen floor
And folks declare they see the ghosts
Jogging the streets at night
Through the mists on Hallowe'en eve
Hidden by the yellow street light
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