Grim by EK Ellis
Obnoxious nature
Unattractive attitude
Aged wisdom
Dire consequences
Nasty approach
Loathing behavior
Gloomy personality
Ugly disposition
Bleak outlook
Love sometimes is grim
Menace to Poetry
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
Visual Sense
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
Tragedy
Calamity in the wake of the fallout
Catastrophes bemoan the wind
Misfortune to the hearts involved
Heartbreak came at an expensive price
Ruin reputations bought for a night of illicit passion
Adversity fashioned the road to redemption
Mishap or coincidence lover’s duplicity revealed
Rage of uncontrollable obsession led to an
Upheaval of reprisal sorting out the victims
Cataclysmic tempo builds to a crescendo
Damage to lives unfold
Shattered emotions lay bare
Chaos ensued sorting out the fallen reflections
Bedlam erupted two souls entangled with each other
Pandemonium could not be stilled
Anarchy warped the minds of survivors
As they question why anyone did not see
The tragedy before it happened
Wondering
Misery seeps in between the
Coldness of my heart
Feeling the sting of bitterness
Wondering
Sowing loneliness, reaping aching needs
Adrift on the sea of vengeance
Suffering the what ifs
Living with the how comes
Wondering
Crying out in the distance
My voice echoes back
to deaf ears
Wondering
Vision distorted by tears
Clarity fogged in somewhere
Between the sound of thunder
And the howling of the wind
Wondering
Inside a broken vessel
Thrown away to live
A life filled with soft whispers of ghosts
That come to me in
Waken moments of
Wondering
Is this my heaven?
Or is this my hell
When will the sun glow?
Upon my face
Wondering
Darkness, my lover
Protects me, keeps me safe
Wrapped in its arms
Shelters me from the pain
Wondering
Rose
A rose striving to bloom
In a garden
Full of thorns and thistles
Chocking off its life
It hangs it head
While watching each of its petals fall
The sun can no longer break through
The gray mist that hovers above
The air is pungent from the carcasses
That lay near
A rose of beauty so delicate
Smells of sweetness
It's all in vain
No one will ever see its loveliness
Breathe in its fragrance
No one will behold its grace
No one will miss it; it's just another
Flower gone
Swallowed up in a bed of evil
To weak to fight for the right to belong
It hangs its head in defeat
As the last petal falls
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