Hour of Horror

Welcome to the monsters Show

Ghouls rock to their beats

The wolf man howls and screeches

 To the new music on the scene

The mummy raps along

Werewolf and Dracula both out for blood

Competing to see who can spit the most

Dope rhymes

This new duo is fresh meat on the street

With sick, suicidal beats

T’is the season of the fiendish

Feasting on your souls

Beware of the midnight hour

A full moon holds power

The monsters and their crew will be out

Looking for you to devour your core

Stay alert don’t let your guard down

Keep away from the cemetery

Bloody Mary walks the ground preying

On her next victim, weak MC’s beware

Frankenstein and his bride are on the loose

Looking for revenge, the monsters

Spinning their web of ill punch

Don’t call Dr Jekyll cause he’ll bring Mr. Hyde

Dr.  Frankenstein created his beast

And now the puppet has become

The master

So to all you ghouls and gals

Turn up the volume

And drown out the howling

Jam to the hour of horror

Happy Haunting Boooooo……….

It Doesn't Matter

June by EK Ellis

 Juxtapose to no beginning and to no end

Unified hurt soul deep and beyond

Nursing a broken heart

Every day a reminder you’re not here

Grim by EK Ellis

 Forbidding love

Obnoxious nature

Unattractive attitude

Aged wisdom

Dire consequences

Nasty approach

Loathing behavior

Gloomy personality

Ugly disposition

Bleak outlook

Love sometimes is grim

One Last Petal

I stand alone

But I am strong

Wind nor rain has not

Washed away my existence

 

My roots are deep entangled

With the tears of the ones

Who have beheld my beauty

 

See I’m wisdom and purity

I am love peace and unity

I stand alone and I’m free

May

 Mesmerizing eyes

Archaic soul deep with -in

Yearning for loves heart

Menace to Poetry

 

Words volatile soften

Emotions integrating

Heart and soul

Segregating the weak from the strong

Blood sweat tears

Cathartic healing

Driven to poetic madness

Beautiful anger

Dangerous sword to divide

The connotation of meaning

To words

Symbolically spoken

From the soul

A two edge sword

Dividing and cutting words

To shred

Bringing dread and wanting

Fear to those all whom opposed

The warning

Poetry can be hostile and

Gentle in the same breath

A dagger in the heart of words

A lovers whispers to the spirit

A whimper of a soft moan

Of pleasure

Don’t mistaken for

Menace to poetry

 

 

 

 

 

 

April

Answer to spring rings true

Passion fruit ripens

Running through fields of green

Insoluble to fathom its lusciousness

Love breaths fresh breeze in April

Your Name is What?

 

You have this name no one can pronounce

Ordinary no one can blame your parents 

Unique I wouldn’t call it

Redundant to everyone ears who hears it

Not original, but you think it is

Animal mistakenly answer to it

Many have tried and failed to get the right pronunciation

Even you’re not quite sure how to say it

I think it a joke someone played on you

So don’t get mad if you’re called something else

Were your parents drinking when they came up with it

Heaven help me and them I think they were

At mention of your name people burst out in flames

Time to think about getting another name

Your name is what?

 

Visionary

Vast amount of knowledge

Insurmountable wisdom

Seeing the future for what it holds

Intellectual refugee

Offering thanks to a power greater than

Neglect truth never told

Air of dominance not found in soul

Renege on a promise you will not find

Yielding insight into creative thinker

 

 

 

 

Enough

Sometimes love isn’t enough

Sometimes saying sorry

Means very little if you’re hurting

Feeling miserable for yourself

Blaming the world for the pain

You’re in when you caused it

Looking to others to solve your problems

If you could only look in the mirror

And see your answers there

You can be at your lowest

But there are others lower than you

Be thankful you are not where

They are

Pain

I suffer your pain as it wraps its

Tentacles around your heart

Strangling life from your soul

In this abyss you have fallen

Where you find no peace

Sorrow has become your

Shadows and comfort

Has no spirit

A place I have known so well

And at times the darkness

So severe light couldn’t find

Its way in

I share your despair the feeling

Of fighting this battle on your own

How many times did I too wage this

War

In my footsteps you’re walking in

Nevertheless, notice there is only one

Set of prints

Pain has its way of stealing hope

Hope has a way of stealing back life

You’ll see the dawn begin to break

Darkness slowly dissipates

Pain vanish as fog rolls back out

To sea

Life is after all beautiful

Unique and you are to

Keep believing in happy ever

After pain is no more

Visual Sense

Echoes of passion

Enthralled in desire

Smoldering embers

Burst into flames

With every emotion of motion

Eyes closed moans

And whispers of love

 Spent you open your eyes

Only to see someone else

In your vision…

Replaced by the image in your head

 

 

 

 

Broken Vessel

 Beaten spiritually

Regrets too many

Odious feeling of self

Kindred spirit to death

Eulogy tells the tale forgotten

Nuance of secrets whispered

 

Vigilant ghosts circle a raw carcass

Ebullient they dance to death

Sorrowful tears cast shadows

Solemn words echo across the earth

Exultant warriors beat their chests

Lariat catches the last breath

Tarnished Memories and Broken Hearts

 So many times, good memories

Are overshadowed by broken glass and

Shards of  pain

Joyous moments clouded by ugly recriminations

Happy reflections sadden by disdain

Laughter caught in the throat

Does not bubble forth as carbonated water

Tarnished remembrances chastise recollections

Ruined heart and soul excuses relayed half ass

 

Dynamite explodes revealing true intentions

Cannot hide underneath lies

Feelings vulnerable weaken vessel of self

Shattered heart and corroded memories

 

 

 

 

 

Goodnight Sweet Dreams

 Some things not meant to be

Holding on to impossibilities

Chasing dreams always within

Reach yet not close enough

To grasp in palm of your hand

Standing on the other side

Of time making wishes

Futile when they fail

To materialize

You place a soft kiss on your dreams

 In the dark you whisper

To all your imaginings and desire

Good night sweet dreams…

Cry

 Go a head bare your soul

You don't have to be strong for the world

Give in to the emotions you have so valiantly

Fought off

Give in to the pain, that has no name

Tired? I know you are

Tired of trying to shoulder responsibility alone

Carrying around the guilt if you let everyone down

Fair? no it's not

You're the one who is up all night

Release that hurt

Don't be afraid

Cleansing your spirit is always ok

Go a head, the gods are listening

Sorrow, is something we all have inside of us

This is your healing, purge those feelings and

Cry

Fragments of Fragments

 Fragments of yesterday

Breathe into today

Bits and pieces of shattered

Dreams cascade from swollen eyes

Fragments of wishes oblivious of nirvana

Splinters of love lay at feet

Fragments catch the wind

Leaving a trail of pain

Slivers of hope peep between

Darkened clouds

Fragments of life piecing

Together the crumbs of tomorrow

As the crumbles of now disintegrates

Intertwined in the fragments of fragments

 

Dancing With the Devil

  You imagine you are so essential

I am going to set you open

You are evil, vile and

A child of God you are not

 

First mistake you made

Was putting the name of someone

I love in your mouth traversing a line

Maybe you do not know what it feels like

To lose someone you love

Were you high talking out

The side of your neck

People have died for less

And today their tombstones

Remain unclaimed

 

Mistake number two you

Should have never mentioned his name

 To begin with

Someone you have never met

You have no respect for those in

Life or death

Did not fathom your words would find

Themselves in my presence

But they did

Call yourself a woman

Not

You want to play as one but

Guess what

Sadly, you are lacking in

What it means to be a real female a mother

Come for me if you like

You are a sad waste of life

How do you raise your child?

The one who is raising herself

Well, I do not want to put

Your mothering skills on display

Oops you do not have any from what I can tell

I can take a lot of shit

You should know this

Beware

 

Mistake number three

You spoke of someone who

Was close to me

Like a son

Someone you never known

Yet you chose to disrespect

Our memories you have shitted on

Who does that?

Did it make you feel like a queen?

When you threw out his name with

The intention to injure

Did it feel good to know you caused pain?

That your aim hit more than one target

You must feel very proud

Sitting there high on your throne looking down

Say shit and disrespect, bitch from above

Come down to earth where it gets real

You are not the one

Now

You have met your match

The dead cannot speak for themselves

Now you are in the dance with the devil

So Long Mr. Charming

Who can say that being needed led to a breakdown?

In the beginning what was desired,

Prince Charming riding on a white stallion

Ready to slay dragons

And carry burdens

Only this prince didn’t have a clue on how

To ride a horse

And was afraid of his own shadow

In distress he left his princess

To fend for herself and slay her own dragons

What was the need for Prince Charming?

He couldn’t hold down his own fort

Lost the respect of his court

People laughed and made snide

Remarks behind his back

Jeered his ignorance

Still he remained clueless

Needed? Not any more

Now his princess was Queen

Of her own domain and ruled with

Passion and content

To everyone she was the true warrior

With strength and courage

As for Prince Charming he’s still

Trying to figure out how to ride a horse…