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