“SUN DARING SKIES”

In the suburbs of gray houses,

The stars are out to rearrange-

Their mental twinkling up in the skies.

So solitary in the height of the houses,

Where music is played by a confused man!

And the verses are sung by a woman,

Whose pitched voice rises the hair of disgust,

In the back of neck;

And brings the house down to its knees.

All artists gather to perform their sensation.

They do not wait for those who are late.

Tears come down for the song they play;

The verses that no one knows where they originated.

There are lately silence which wander around.

Stars move away so the sun can come.

To see green trees reaching for rain in sun;

And they grow in all streets!

Poets write poems on sun daring skies!! …

Ellie

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“EUTHANASIA”

IN LOVING MEMORY OF ROCCO, MY CAT, WHO TAUGHT ME TO LOVE CATS.

He is kind, gentle, but facing death.

He is careless at the end to take his final breath.

Teaching me the road to heaven, he said;

That he must treat me this way of dread.

How remote he is turned out at the end.

Is it for me not to suffer when him I send?

The creator we worship is not of earth!

I am disgusted for taking his breath!

I am humble, I am sad, see, I weep.

I have already missed him so deep.

He acts aloof, he disappears suddenly, What a pet!

I cry, I suffer, him, I never forget!

When I met him two years ago today,

I never thought that soon he will go away!

Ellie

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“THE ABUSE ON THE PATH”

Who hates who, to what end?

To please a lot, or nothing to mend!

We forget past mottoes of our foes;

To invent future dreams that overflows!

What displaces the present is so extreme!

The indiscretion of being seen and gleam.

However, disclosed the path on the filed,

The passers of the roads all yield!

They indicate the stature that lies just.

Going hard ahead of time with no lust!

The propensity of the narrative becomes,

The foreshadow of an invalid, who calms.

At the time of the revenge, the revenge is offensive.

The animosity you carry is suspensive!

The painted dark face of yours abuses.

It smears your body, it gives it bruises.

We get to home when sun finally set.

We get a division of alienated feeling and threat!

From afar we see the home any sky bound;

What a vista, a sound, a ground, all around!! …

Ellie

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“US CLOWNS”

Morning comes with cold breath

Mourning for winter’s threat.

The odor of human decay

Fills up the air and stay.

Trash thrown all over town

Like crushed dreams of us clown

Blue glassy clouds’ ply

Moving this way or that way in sky!

The plot of nature’s treason

How they always come with a reason!

Another season has found

Its way by hitching to get around!

To carry itself on the wing

To be happy and sing!

But what I think of and want is there,

Of what could of, should of, where!! …

Ellie

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“THE RAIN WAS WET”

I broke the chains today.

Stood naked in rainy gray!

Had no sorrow but glee.

The only thing that mattered to me was,

That I was naked,

And rain was wet like me!! …

Ellie

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“NO CHANCE!”

Fear…

Is it something dear?

Shadows so near!

Pain…

The one who ran in rain.

The ruthless reality to compare.

Dark alleys with no air!

Rain…

When city dozed, but was in pain.

Cruelty covers the cloud;

Instead of rain that poured as blood.

Tight…

When our secrets might,

Reveal our name;

And put us on shame!

Grow…

Seeing death in this show.

For people to take a glance;

When we are left with no chance!! …

Ellie

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“SYMPHONY OF FALL”

… Listen to the sound of breeze;

You could see the dancing leaves!

They dance to the symphony of fall;

Swirling in sun, answering its call!

… Whirling, spinning to get to the heap.

So marvelous, grand and deep!

Leaves move like a child’s game;

They twist, twirl, and dance as if in flame!

The circle round and round,

As they dance themselves onto the ground;

As I watch with wonderment!! …

Ellie

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“FUTURE LURK”

…Leave everything behind, don’t return!

Run from history of pain, they spurn!

Scenery changes everywhere;

While all else is despair…

… Shadows of future lurk with woe.

Doubtful wind is filled with blow.

Not even God could think,

How all these things would link?

… A new beginning would stand,

from another end’s commend.

All the hurts of yesterday,

Slowly mends, but in dismay!! …

Ellie

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“DAYS OF OUR LIVES”

A drop of water in an isle

Finds its way to vast ocean.

Lost in its past days!

Passed in our eternal past.

The past that not for long last;

Just like no one ever known,

Where the thunder comes and lighting.

We think of our tomorrows with dread,

Questionable and unknown!

Like looking at a giant tree,

Standing tall, rooted deep.

In the midst of stormy womb,

So eternal has been the tree.

On the solid ground,

We forget the past!

But we dare not trust tomorrow,

Since we don’t know its wrath!

The best is now that we share,

While knowing nothing of it!! …

Ellie

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“CONQUER THE ABYSS”

Another lazy day unfolds and ends.

Velvet darkness of night comes and goes.

Across the sky, a girl is in pain;

Ponders the meaning of life in her brain!

She also puzzles over the meaning of death;

Walks destiny’s road with fading breath.

Story of her future on this road is told.

Her heart’s toil is in uproar.

The ache of afterlife and demise-

Is painful for her to actualize!

Tell me one thing, tell me where-

Is the hurt and ache of suffering!

Fantastic vision in crowd span.

In the young girls’s mind, there is a test!

On the mountaintop, a devil eye,

Spots its prey in cloud.

It pounces to catch her from fall!

Savoring the touch it had in dark cloud!

Everyone shares the mental brilliance of bliss,

Or naive desire to conquer the abyss!

The girl wonders if nature can defend;

If there is an unknown chasm in rain.

She wonders why she is not serene!

Where is the Creator, why Him, she has not seen!! …

Ellie

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