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shayla ennis Apr 2014
looking back
to the Beginning
just me all alone
living in fear
moving through life like a current
wights pulling me down

looking back
lost from being someone else
trying to find me

can i be saved
from the darkness
that's my world

can i be my own self
that shines
can i dream

does my world always carry
a dark door
does anyone care for the
words i wright

by scarlet rose
this poem was inspired my that music group called 3 doors down and two of there songs "let me be myself", it's not my time"
shayla ennis Jul 2021
Loss is a thought
An emotion

Causing pain
Loneliness
Emptiness

We feel it
We sense it
Never heal from it

Always is it there
Somewhere

Day or night

An infinite existence
July 8th 2021
Scarlet Rose
shayla ennis Nov 2014
Don’t deprecate  the seductiveness of darkness.
Even flawless hearts are drawn to it.
   The sight of blood Calls to me
A craving to take life
Blood dripping from your veins
The pulse of your heart beat
The breath from your lungs
To take it all away
To ****** you to my world
To make you
Vampire
The silence of your heart
That beats no longer
The air in your lungs silenced
The blood in your veins
No longer warm but cold
Death as welcomed you
Darkness as lured you
Like me blood is life to you

By black rose
shayla ennis May 2022
Darkened clouds turn souls red.
Sorrow filled eyes become like blackened sea.
Cries of pain are that of souls lost to the forgotten.

Surrounded by shadows that creep through mist.
Find yourself within woods of ancient creation.
Creatures of darkness do rome here be weary of your footing.

Blood of mortal,blood of beast mingling as one.
Ancient right, time has come.
The path of new life, old to young.

Power abound, magic is the source.
Beast be the maker.
Blood is the key.
Date may 6,2022
By Scarlet rose
shayla ennis Aug 2014
Chasing that which is unseen
Phantoms running through empty spaces
On a ledge I stand alone
Asking myself why
Slashed and bruised
My porcelain skin is
Reminding me of my prison
A home that should be safe
A place of companion and understanding
But when I look all I see
Is fury and hatred
For I am the one you refuse to accept and see
To you I am always wrong
Never right
What I have become is a humiliation in your eyes
Something to ignore
I see myself and wonder
Does your opinion matter?
Can I not be me my way?
And still make you proud
Must I always hide in shadow?
In fright of your rage

By black rose
shayla ennis Jun 2013
the sand
seas
skies
to become that which  quenches the land
she is a mystery to all
she stands by herself
her presence commanding

power that can not be controlled
her voice like thunder
her rage like lightning

straddling a timeless stream
raging storms that curse the ocean

by scarlet rose
shayla ennis Oct 2016
(Scene:)
The Victorian house painted brown with red shutters, a porch that’s large, a white porch swing and a purple rocking chair on this porch. Where grandmother Daisy may sit when the day is sunny or rainy. The house is on a side street covered up and down with trees so green that even in the coldest weather the leaves look as if they are still blooming. This place is called Applewood Road. To see the dark black paved road late in the fog covered night, there is a bright Victorian street lamp. A woman named Daisy the granddaughter of Nelly, who has spent most of her life going to college and having to struggle with learning and finding a place to belong.

Lawyer: writing to Nelly telling her of her grandmother’s death. Giving her news that all her grandmothers’ assets and property are hers.

Nelly: realizing she does not need to stay at college.

(Narrator):
  Due to this unexpected news Nelly has decided to quit college and move to her grandmother’s place. When she gets there she sees that on this property there is the house and a smaller building that could be turned into something else, so she decides that she will as the new owner opened an herb shop called Crystal Fairy.

Nelly: [places fliers around the town.]  I will be open for ten hours every day at Crystal Fairy selling my plants and herbs.

(Narrator):
This being Nelly’s first day opening her business, she sees that she only has three customers.
Enter Lorelei: she brings her purchase up to the counter

Nellie: oh, lavender! Do you know the properties?
Lorelei: I just saw it and the smell reminded me of a perfume my mother wears. Why is it useful for something else?

Nellie: yes!  It helps with cuts, bruises, and also functions as an antiseptic.

(Narrator): Ollie enters the store. Looking around at the plants.
Ollie: looking at the lemon balm plant. I think I’ll buy this one, going to counter.

Nelly: you wish to buy this?

Ollie: yes!

Nelly: Very well. Do you have any questions about the plant?

Ollie: yes I do.  What are its healing properties?

Nelly:  it helps with anxiety, insomnia, wounds, insect bites, and an upset stomach. It also speeds the healing of cold sores,

(Narrator):
In the back on the far left side of the shop there is an older man wearing plain black pants with a red shirt; he is looking at the plants on the shelf to his right. His name is Samael. He turns around and looks in Nelly’s direction.

Samael: this plant called chamomile what are its properties for healing?

Nelly: Samael this plant can be used for infusions and salves to relieve indigestion, colic, skin inflammations or irritations to the skin.

(Narrator):
Samael turns away because he sees the other patrons waiting to pay their bills and wanting to leave. Knowing soon that he will be all alone in the store with Nelly you can feel the tension building from him and the excitement rapping its way around his mind because of what he is thinking about. Just at this moment Samael plans out his plot to ****** Nelly. Samael looks around to see what he can use as his ****** weapon, he finds a heavy ceramic-clay bowl that he intends to use. To hit Nelly over the head. He makes sure the store is empty and that Nelly has her back turned so he can lock the door. Once the door is locked he pulls down the window shades. Once this is done he turns in her direction while her back is still turned.

Samael: [hitting nelly over the head]

Nelly: ouch!

(Narrator):
She falls to the floor!  Samael starts talking loudly.

Samael: I’m going to rip her blouse and jeans apart.

Samael: [Tatter… rip………]

(Narrator):
He wants to show her how much he loves her and to show her that ignoring him and his presents will only ensure their relationship.
Nelly: [staring at him with utter fear].

Samael: [he pulls a blade out from the back counter and puts it to her face].

Samael: I’ll cut your pretty face then no one will want you or look at you. You will have to come to me for comfort I’m the only one who will understand.  

(Narrator:)
Nelly looks up at him crying and pleading for him not to hurt her, that she does not even know him so what could he be talking about? Suddenly Samael reaches for her and strikes out at Nelly’s face, leaving a bruise that causes her to scream out in pain.

Nelly: [ouch!] Please don’t no more.

(Narrator):
There is a sudden silence as Nelly realizes that Samael is crazy and nothing she says or does will make a difference. As Nelly remains on the gray tile floor of her shop with Samael hurting her, she gets a sudden burst of energy, and she starts to fight him to break his hold over her.
Nelly: looking around where she lays for something to use as a defensive weapon.  That will allow her to free herself, to get to the green wooden door of her shop.

(Narrator):
Seeing a statuette of a flower in a *** Nelly grabs for it. She slams it into Samael’s face. Gaining her feet, she runs to the door trying to open it in order to scream for help.

Nelly: [screaming at top of her lungs].

Nelly: [ha………]

Nelly: help! Help! Somebody help me please!

(Narrator):
Samael stopping her, throwing her hard against a red wooden shelf. Then taking this same statuette he hits her even harder than before, only to realize that he has just killed her. The sound of Nelly’s fall so close to the door causes the neighbors near her property to turn the lights on in their homes.

(Narrator):
Samael: [seeing the lights turning on in the neighborhood becomes scared. Running for the metal door in the back of the store, he takes off down a dark alley way. Just as this happens, Lorelie, a neighbor and friend, opens the store’s front door. Coming inside, she steps forward to turn the store lights on. Suddenly seeing Nelly’s body lying on the cold tile floor with her head smashed in, her body at an odd angle because of the way she is laying and blood pooling around her, she also sees strange foot prints that don’t belong, and then she screams.]

Lorelei: oh! Oh my god! Oh what has happened?

(Narrator):
Lorelie’s screams cause Ollie, who lives across the street, to come running over to the store. When he gets to Lorelie’s side he sees what’s wrong and starts looking around trying not to disturb anything. As he is looking around trying to find out what has happened to Nelly he turns to Lorelei.

Ollie: Lorelei call detective Walter he will help find Nelly’s murderer

Lorelei:  pick up the phone calls detective Walter

(Narrator):
Ollie continues looking around the store. He finds the ceramic-clay bowl broken, and the statuette believing that in some way they are the answers to Nelly’s death or at least a start. Turning back towards Lorelie, he sees that Walter is coming up the street with Beatrice, his partner. Ollie goes outside to meet them. The detectives come into the store called Crystal Fairy, seeing the dead body of Nelly. Like Ollie, Walter starts looking at the scene around him noticing specific things. The turned over book case, the broken bowl, and the busted statuette, but most of all the back door gets his full attention because that’s where the ****** footprints lead. Leaving Beatrice behind to ask questions

(Narrator): enters Walter

Walter: [following these footprints outside and down the back alley. These prints lead him to a house’s back porch. There he sees more ****** prints and comes to the idea that the person who is responsible for Nelly’s death is inside.]

Walter: going into house [squeak- silent slam]

(Narrator):
Inside the house looking around, listening for any sounds and sudden movements. A sudden sound catching his attention, he looks up to see a cat jumping from a window.

The cat: [thump, bang thump again]

Walter: [making his way down the hallway and up the stairs, sees a door to his left with lights on.  It opens with a slam.]
Sound of door: [crash…]

(Narrator):
Samael rushing out at Walter with an iron bar.

Samael: [swinging the bar. [Swish……..] missing]

Walter: [stepping back, moving out of the way].

(Narrator):
This causes Samael to stumble and fall down the stairs, crashing to the bottom.

[Enters Beatrice]
Beatrice comes through the front door she sees Samael and goes to check him out. Walter and Beatrice pick him up off the floor, waking him up; this causes him to start confessing to what he has done.

Samael: [tells them that he was only trying to show his love to Nelly, but that she wouldn’t listen and thus he had to **** her so he could have her to himself. He didn’t want anyone else to love her or for her to love anyone else either].

(Narrator):
The detectives hearing this confession look at Samael completely surprised that he would confess so easily and without having to be drilled about the truth. But what gets their attention is how he confesses.

Samael: I love her; she would not see me or love me back. I just want her to see me.

Beatrice: So you frighten her and torture her, then **** her.

Walter: Beatrice, he’s crazy can’t you see that. We’re wasting time.

Beatrice: I know he’s crazy. I just feel sad that he could be so stupid and think that killing someone shows feeling for them. Poor woman, she was so young.

Walter: From what I could get from the neighbors, Nelly had just moved here after her grandmother’s death due to inheriting everything. Her life was just getting stated.

Samael: I love her; I’m the only one who can.

Walter/Beatrice: Will you shut up already! We get it. You love her so you killed her.


                                                                The End
this is a drama playwrite
shayla ennis Feb 2014
serenades of decimation,
that prickle the breath,
verses of executions that leave,
life unabating,
free sonnets that frays the mind,
cantos of butchery that steal the morals,
trepidation that tempts the soul,
and hand of carnage,
harmony that haunts the heart,
songs that melt the essence,
homicide,
destruction that undoes the identity,
a production that speaks,
stanza's that ****

by scarlet rose
shayla ennis Apr 2014
My frozen heart
With empty soul
A place of isolation

Feelings numb and cold
Instead of a warm heart
One of stone and gem

A dark corridor
Icicles falling
A place of isolation

An empty helplessness
People expecting feelings
From me

When there’s nothing there
Nothing but darkness
An empty loneliness

A place of isolation
A dark hole in my chest
Where my heart used to be


Warmth I can never feel
For it has been ripped out of me
Fiery flames of romance
I will never be



Stop asking me to feel
Stop expecting me to care
We know that feeling of any kind
Will never come to surface

For I live in a place of isolation

By black rose
Date: 2014
shayla ennis Feb 2015
My heart screaming out for love
Love from you
I need you when I don’t want you
I have you when I need you

My heart screaming out for you
The love in my heart
Causing my heart to stutter
Every time I see you

When you walk by me and don’t see me
My heart stutters
Picking a faster beat

Looking at you as you get into your truck
Wondering where you’re heading
Me in my plain jeans and shirt
You in your work clothes

Black shirt
Blue jeans
And boots covered in mud

The heat simmering from the air
Can it get hotter?
Can it turn into steam?

Looking at me
As you go one way I another
Will we ever stop to talk?
Can we come together an say
What needs saying?

Plain little old me
Working you
How far apart we are
And close together we could be

Love heating up
Simmering in the summer air
Winter cold sitting side by side
Our love giving us warmth

By scarlet rose
shayla ennis Sep 2014
During the day
Feeling trapped and cornered
Like an animal
When quite night comes
I have found my home
The utter darkness
Nothing but the brilliant moon
The soft glowing stars
Floating through the sky
Walking down the dirt and paved paths-roads
Hearing what others can’t
Because I listen to the wildness
That flows through the trees
The wind
As all creatures run and slink about
Soft padded steps of a doe
Trying to hide
Fast securing of squirrels
Running up trees afraid
The wild lager animals below
Sensing
The ghostly shadows
The spirits past
Both human and not
Walking the unlit place
Hearing whispers of things unsaid
The rain falling and the thunder crashing above
These things and more exist
In the darkness of night
All of this is my home
My safety net
A place to hide
Where inspiration flows on forever
There is no need to think just to feel
My home all of this is

By Scarlet rose
Date: Sept. 23, 2014
shayla ennis Jun 2013
a vision of exotic allure
enthralled by him i am
the wine of my blood he tastes
a vampire's crimson kiss
tears of ice falling down his face
there is no escape
death will come
though gentle be his bite

to his heart i give my life
to a soul that is dead i place my ghost
loneliness he suffered
without another like him

dead  he new he was
but could not beleave
darkness his only home
now do i join him

in darkness we to together eternal
by red moon once white
sunlight to moonlight

by scarlet rose
shayla ennis Aug 2014
chasing that witch is unseen
phantoms running through empty spaces
on a ledge i stand alone
asking myself why
slashed and bruised
my porcelain skin is
reminding me of my prison
a home that should be safe
a place of compassion & understanding
but when i look all i see is fury & hatred
for i am the one you refuse to accept and see
to you i am always wrong never right
what i have become is a humiliation in your eyes
something to ignore
i see myself and wonder
does your opinion matter?
can i not be me my why?
and still make you proud
must i always hide in shadow?
in fright of your rage

by black rose
date: 8-20-2014
shayla ennis Feb 2015
Seeing the scares you left behind
Turn to flesh
Into a reality that I can’t live with
A nightmare that is like a panting
One that can see no destruction

I use flames to see it burn
But burn myself instead
A feeling of hate consumes me
A prayer to see the light in my soul
Put out

Looking to the sky
Where is the almighty
Why is that all I see be nothing
Why is there a feeling of utter hate?
Desperation to find my place

Is it too late to see what is lost?
Is the door closing on my hope?
I pray for the light to go out
For my suffering to end

By black rose
2-11-2015
shayla ennis Nov 2016
Here In a garden roam
With a whispered melody
Only I can here

Where is the silent voice that
Sings this song

To whom do I dance my steps?
Can they hear me sing?
To the melody

Singing and dancing
Dancing and singing
Across the still river
Do my dancing steps take me?

To a garden never seen
Does the melody become stronger?
Raising my heart from its lonely despair

Here roses bloom
Daphidles too
Every color one can imagine

by scarlet rose
11-18-16
shayla ennis Jun 2013
like a scarlet rose
flames for ever lost
heart of ice
dancing moonlight
lies to a gypsy's heart

****** darkness
eternally cold
deadly rage

curse burning young
****** black stream
fiery hell

loneliness enthralled
alluring danger
tears present like a gentle power
deep crimson eyes

by scarlet rose
shayla ennis Apr 2014
Walking through the day
With utter emptiness
Sitting by windows edge
In the night

A chill I feel
Comfort I find
Darkest desires

I feel safe
With the shadows
Of night

As I sit he waits
He watches
Always making me safe

My vampire lover
My little secret
I sense his need
To be close

Knowing he’ll hear
I whisper
Come sit with me
For I have waited
Forever


      No longer must you
Just watch
My love
For we shall
Do so eternity together

By black rose
Date: 2014
shayla ennis Nov 2014
One wolf sister howls saddening, but encouraging tunes, to her wolf brother.
Cry she speaks let your rage loose, let your tears fall, only then can you begin to heal.
When you heal we will heal with you, as our cries join your own, you are our leader, it is you who has lost a brother wolf.
You are the son of a son; we are sisters of a sister.
Let the moons rays be your healing light.
Let the howls that we cry be your tears.
Let us be one as our voices reach the sky’s moon to our lost brother.
When he hears your voice and ours he will know that though his body maybe gone is soul is part of our own.
Forever he will stay, forever he will be parted.
This through does not matter for once a brother wolf always a brother wolf he shall be.

By Crystal Ennis
shayla ennis Sep 2014
Day light shines
Leaves fall
They change colors every color
Walking up a mountain
Pebbles and stones scattered everywhere
Grasses green and heavy
Rivers rush waters flows
Flowers blooming under sunlight
Sounds of birds speaking
A bear’s mighty roar
Grazing does
Wild animal’s securing
Every place
Sounds of nature true
Our hearts beating as one
Man, women and beast
Gentle and strong
Open lands
Open forests
Hunters come
They ****, they destroy
Fight we do to save what is ours
Taking back what was stolen
These rivers
These grasses
These lands

By Black rose
Date: Sept. 23, 2014
shayla ennis Feb 2014
walled up in my mind,
shadows of nightmares,
fear of strength that i don't have,
when in truth i do,

that witch is dark and uncertain,
will bring me strength,
to fear my mind,
and the shadows within,

nightmares becoming reality,
a walking,
living shadow that haunts me,
shadows in daylight,
shadows by a red moon

by scarlet rose
shayla ennis Nov 2016
Could never believe it to be true
Never thought it possible
The other half of me gone
The other part of my soul missing

Never given a chance to know
My brother

All just disappeared into darkness
Tears I cry keep falling
Missing a peace of my heart

My heart not completely whole
Cut in half
Each of us holding a peace of me

Do flowers grow in heaven
A garden of eden

Day by day
How can this be true
Week by week
Never got a chance to say farewell
Month by month
No memories do I have of us
Of you
Year by year
You’ll guide me helping me to see

To see you once more
Knowing its impossibility
You’re just gone
No farewell no goodbye

By Scarlet rose
11-21-16
this is to the brother i never will know
shayla ennis Feb 2014
of cruelty,
of kindness,
love or hate,

it is by favor or by wrath of fate,
of good or ill,
of darkness blessing or of curse,

that what binds flesh and blood,

the fire of hell doth provide,
thoughts from within doth prevail,
darkness,

we who speak with tongues of serpents,
baying of hounds,

day of cross and trinity endith,
fill the void,
become the sun,
in fire's wrath

by scarlet rose
title:
i think that the word "couleuvre" is french and it means snake not sure about the first word.
shayla ennis Sep 2014
I sit in darkness
With silence around me
This quietness that seems to never end
Sitting alone with no friends
My thoughts fluttering in my head
This bleak quit that scares my thoughts
My memories flying forward
Unneeded assistance to what I see and feel
A dark space for new thoughts
Things I can write
But dare not speak
Memory of truth I have
Words of falseness others speak
How to find the truth within the many lies
Why must my mind be so dark?
Can there be nothing of light
Will the memories I write always be with endless darkness
Frightened to quit
Silenced
Spoken memories always wrong
Who is right who is not?
Me or you

By scarlet rose
Date: 9-9-2014
shayla ennis Feb 2015
Racing time
Everyone starting their engines
Cars of every street color
Lights under their car
Nitrous under their engines

A **** girl stepping out with her hand
High in the air
Down it goes as she steps out of the way
Cars racing away

Straight roads turning left and right
Winding roads coming up at the last minute
Women and men trying to not crash into each other
Ignoring the red lights
Picking up speed at the green lights

The red lights
The party as started
The green light
The music pumping
The yellow lights
Telling everyone throw caution out your window  

Moonlight
Sunlight
Racing the time away

Losers
Winners
Everyone having fun

It’s racing time
Every road a track
Pavement
Dirt
It don’t matter

If you’re in Tokyo
We drift race
If you’re in new Miami
We race period


**** girls
Hot boys
Every color car
Every style and shape

Music and lights
Pumping through the streets
From sun set to sunrise

It’s racing time
Ready set goooo!


By black rose
shayla ennis Sep 2014
birds tweeting
squirrels c liming
leaves on the ground
wind blowing a breeze
cars and trucks making noise
the quietness disturbed
loudness Romes
sounds of people talking
dogs barking
everyone walking everywhere
at the library
books on every shelf
people typing away
talking in whispered voices
clicking on key boards
tapping on mouses
walking everywhere
slamming, shutting doors
noise everywhere
every day

by scarlet rose
date: Sept. 17,2014
shayla ennis Feb 2015
Riding wild along empty roads
Covered in the dust of roads past
Wearing a t-shirt cover in holes and stains
No care in the world
No thoughts on my mind
No place to go
To call home
The open dust cover lands
A home
Freedom

Riding wild along empty roads
Going know were
Going everywhere
The night sky with its flaming stars
The sun blazing light casting shadows

Riding wild along empty roads
Sitting in my convertible
My hands around the heated steering wheel
Seats covered in leather
My blond hair flowing cause the wind

Riding wild along empty roads
Men whistling think they got a chance
Me looking at them with “I don’t think so boys”

Riding wild along empty roads
Dust covering me from head to toe
Driving by a field of wild stallions
Wondering if I should stop for awhile

Riding wild along empty dust covered roads
No were to go in mind
No place to call home
But the dust covered roads

By black rose
shayla ennis Aug 2016
oh cherry blossom
do grant wishes
bring life

can a tree of flowers
have hope
is it wise

knowing it brings joy
with it's aged wisdom
gently dominating the earths ground

showing humility
bravery
to all humanity
with it's precarious
and precious beauty

by scarlet rose
August 24th 2016
the many meanings of the cherry blossom tree
shayla ennis Sep 2013
the day is cold
fall leaves hitting the earth
wind whipping around us as we walk
colors change from green to red, orange, and brown

yellow leaves floating in the river i walk by
the ducks and birds sing their song
i listen to them and sing back

the day is colder
winter snow hitting the ground
snowmen being built by children
roads and walkways shoveled by adults
colors changing with the sun

by scarlet rose
shayla ennis Dec 2019
sensory overload
to much noise
so much light

the living life
the dying

a heart beat
a breath
sensory overload

walking hurts
hearing agonizing
seeing to much

sensory overload

the light of day
the darkest of night
all to bright

the middle ground
none exist
were quit rains

sensory overload
disapear

scarlet rose
dec 17,19
written in view of experencees to symptoms called sensory overload
shayla ennis Feb 2014
broken wings,
shattered soul,
a devil fallen,

no choice,
tears of a nobody,
cry's,

wings black as night,
tears color of blood,
fallen,

i have fallen from hell,
my soul,
shattered like glass,

a shattered mirror,
darkness fading away,
gates closing without me,
lost i may be

by black rose
shayla ennis Feb 2014
shall i tell you a secret,
a song nobody knows,
the song that is irresistible,

in the sea of green blue foam,
we will sing to you all day,
come hither and frolic,
sweet is the color of cove and cave,

harps of silver we play,
happy blossoming shores,
silvery crimson shells and fish,
down shower the rainbow waterfalls,

sweet feminine faces do you see,
to that witch is mythical,
your eyes shall not believe

by scarlet rose
shayla ennis Feb 2014
the goddess rises from hell
wings of darkness spread,
her gift everlasting,

there is hate no joy,
you are forsaken by the goddess,
betrayer of the light,
nightmares of no tomorrow,
shattered soul,

my dark soul we fly away now,
to a place that loves us,
you and i,

is the bringer of death the gift of the goddess,
barren  of promises is tomorrow

my soul,
hell be cruel,
there be nightmares,
the sword,
vengeance be mine,

awaken eternal slumber,
we are words of hate,
sture the air,
rising from the ground,

i hunt again,
my soul lost,
wings broken


by black rose
shayla ennis Sep 2014
falling rain
shadowed by storm
crackling light
skyward
clouds of gray and black
starless sky
raging thunder
wavering breeze
grasses green
stars alight
moon as bright
cold seeps in

thunderbolts crashing
frosty hail
booming lightning

frigid current
bleak mist
a chill in the air
bitter frozen cold

a roaring rumble
pealing thunder
crackling lightning

by black rose
date 8-25-2014
shayla ennis Feb 2014
what was once me,
no more,
the present i left gone,
pictures,
memories vanished,
even my face forgotten,

from time and space,
i do not exist,
forever gone i am,

you bullied me to extinction,
your words of hate,
regret,
do you have any,

what you've done,
and wouldn't do,

i am dead,
your words killing me,
a ghost i have become to my friends,
if friends they be,
why did they not protect me,

their body's my shield,
their souls my strength,
both have cracked,

i am dead

by scarlet rose
inspired by shai murphy who wrote "and if i die"
thanks.
shayla ennis Aug 2016
shinning light
giving warmth
the cool breeze
rustling the trees
flowers blooming
birds playing music
not a snow flack in sight
nor rain dropping to the earth
beaches and lakes
swimming holes filled with life.....
laughter.....
wild creatures of nature....
the heart and soul
free with inspiration
natures existence showing
her beauty
sounds of beauty beaming
a melody
music
for an artist

by scarlet rose
august 24th 2016
shayla ennis May 2016
Fire that burns
Fire that scorches
Fire’s path that leads us
We are warriors
An ancient tribe
We stand strong
Blades sharp
Shields steady
Against the wind

Ancient we stand
Spirits of all
The eagle that cry’s
A bear that roars
Forever we endure
Never falling

Fire that burns
Fire that scorches
Centuries of time passes
We survive never conceding

Trees of old we are many
We are everywhere

Scarlet rose dragon
5-24-16
shayla ennis Sep 2021
Darkness that fills the mind
Filling the eye of the beholder

A dessert path that is deserted by the truth but filled with lies
We're lies only the serpents of untruth and illusions

Leading towards the waters of faith and strength
But possible loss and pain
All dependent on the Storm and the waves

Where land meets sky but the sky is free
Can one truly see
Land is nature but life itself is home
Home is acceptance of life

Sun turning to moon is epicenter of change
To become something new
Altering what once was

To coexist with all that surrounds
To be a part of all
To accept all that is
To deny nothing
To be everything
Scarlet Rose
September 24th 2021
shayla ennis Jul 2017
The darkness in my soul.
To mask the despair, malice, and agony.
Falling away into the unforgiving darkness.
To be a more desirable darkness than the one before.
Superior to all that has ever been done before.
To hearing the ancient banshee’s cry.
To a high born blood’s death.
Whom will die.
A casket be filled.
Tears.
To many fiery tears do fall, heated, smoking, white-hot do they fall.
Soul and heart navigate a stormy, frenzied current.
A torrent of pain traversing the bruised and damaged cosmos.
Terrified, petrified of the dark.
Malignant sprites, demons that plague the fearful.
Nightfall shadows that wail.

By scarletrose
date: 7-19-17
if you want to see the full scale of what i did with this poem please visit scarlet rose dragon at www.facebook.com( through the use of pictures and the use of powerpoint).
shayla ennis Dec 2015
The devil gripping my soul
Refusing to let go
Dragging me to my grave

Walking through flames
Hells walls consuming me

Hearing nothing but screams
Of pain
Knowing I've no faith left to give me strength

Falling to my knees
Struggling to rise again

With the devil's touch
Welcoming the darkness
Marked by him for all time

The devil's arms begging
For my soul

Fires of hell burning my flesh
Looking up to see nothing

All eternity lost to me

By Scarlet rose
Date: 12-28-2015
shayla ennis Jul 2021
My nerves always crying
My muscles always screaming
My bones always aching

Be sensitivity
the pain
The discomfort
the agony

The source of my pain fibromyalgia
The source of my pain my spine

Everyday a hardship
Everyday more meds
Everyday no new answers
Everyday lack of Truth lack of help

People see me and do not believe
people hear me and do not understand

This pain cannot be seen
this pain cannot be heard

it can only be felt by those who are forced to deal with it
By those who suffer it
July 8th 2021
Scarlet Rose
shayla ennis Sep 2017
To be gothic
Always wear black
Always be gloomy
Always be sad
Always be vengeful
Always, always
That is what they expect

I am gothic
Not gloomy
not sad
none of these things am I

why do they say this?
why do they expect it?
I do not know

To be gothic is just that to be
Something other than what is expected
Something that is strange
Different

We are a free persons
This is good
not bad
So stop with the trash talk
Stop with the dishonor
Stop with the fake friendship
For it will hurt you not us

We are aware of your tricks
We cannot be fooled
For we are the ones who fool you
And trick you
This is our world
Our game of chess
And you will lose

The shadows are ours
The light is ours
The chaos is ours
The world belongs to use

By scarlet rose/blackrose
Date:09-12-17
shayla ennis Feb 2014
beat the drum,
it stands for something to those who hear,
the echoes of his footsteps call,
pain clings,

the frozen darkness ****** my skin,
beating heart,

hushed voices echo the reapers song,
this hell of mine,

holding back,
fighting back,
screaming,

lost inside this emptiness,
lonly,
a ghostly shadow before me,
only brings on misery,

this be the end,
blood and tears run through the walls,

softly hit the drum,
loudly hit the drum,

the midnight cold is creeping in,
the reapers song echos through the darkness

by scarlet rose
some of these words are written by Aido-aido(fallen angel) but as been reworded and written by me scarlet rose.
shayla ennis Dec 2017
Can death be irrelevant ?
yes
Does death truly exist?
Yes/no.
Looking through a fogged window.
I see a shadow.
Fear runs through my veins.
The knowing that death has come.
Can one run from death, this truth.
No.
He is here, he knows all.
Yet when facing him fear becomes irrelevant.
For there is nothing to be afraid of .
A figure in black.
Q ghostly spirit that wanders.
Realm to realm.
Waiting for souls.

by scarlet rose
date: 12/19/17
shayla ennis Oct 2016
(Narrator):
Upon a sunny day you see a girl leading a horse up a beach in the heated sun of the Roman Empire. She is a princess to a great roman king. This king’s name be Alexander the Great who in our history died young. The king dressed in white with red sashes covered over it is in the mist of trying to find his daughter a husband, one who will be fit to be king when he no longer can. The beach being sunny and warm princess Auria has chosen to take her horse for a ride while her father speaks to his men of the council.
Princess Auria: [riding her horse down the beach in a gentle stride] [clip clop………]

(Narrator):
Suddenly the horse rears up into the air throwing the princess from its back!

Princess Auria: [haa… … screaming [smacking into the ground] thump!]

Enters: Tibius [walking up to the horse who threw the princess tibius calls for it to calm itself and then walks up to Princess Auria asking… …]

Tibius: dear lady do you need some assistance?

Princess Auria: no but I thank you for retrieving my horse. Asking herself under her breath… What could have scared you so…?

Tibius: I believe it may have been that serpent over there near the sands edge.

Princess Auria: oh that must be the reason, Thank you again. What be your name young man.

Tibius: my name lady be Tibius and you are most welcome.
Princess Auria: Tibius you say. Would you be willing to come with me to see my father and gain his thanks as well for he would be most grateful to you for what you have done this day.

Tibius: I know not why this is needed but I will follow lead the way my lady.

Princess Auria: please call me Auria.

(Narrator):
Princess Auria leading the way takes Tibius to the king her father who sits in the throne room talking to friends and family. Walking up to her father she tells him what tibius has done. Tibius stands there after being shocked that the lady he helped was actually the princess. Not knowing what to say to the king tibius stands before him in silence.
King Alexander: you a man so young and by the looks of it having little coin save my daughter! This cannot be…

Tibius: if I may speak great king.

King Alexander: you may do so.

Tibius: I was walking along the beach when I saw a horse running in my direction but without rider. I choosing to find said owner came upon your daughter the princess Auria and thus I am now before you.

King Alexander: if this be true what my daughter says than you must in some way be rewarded. But how is the question…

(Narrator):
Enters Princess Auria’s mother Dayanara, coming from tending the gardens within the palace walls dressed in a blue dress trimmed in silver she walks towards her husband the king.

Dayanara: my husband may I say a word or two for I have heard what was said and have an idea.

King Alexander: what idea would you have dear wife.

Dayanara: I speak this let him guard Auria from this time forward both within the walls and without them so as we her parents need not fret so when she goes off alone. I know it may be much for so small a thing. Let him be her personal protector. My other words spoken, I have word of someone who wishes marriage to our daughter.

King Alexander: this is a wondrous idea about Tibius being a protector, let as my wife speaks be done. Do you agree daughter? What about this marriage you speak of Dayanara? Who?

Princess Auria: yes father it is a pleasing reward.

King Alexander: and you Tibius. What do you say to this?

Tibius: I can do nothing else but agree for not too would be a dishonor to both you and your family king Alexander. So yes I say to what has been spoken.

(Narrator):
Scene changes to a battle on the high mountains behind the palace near the ocean. Hundreds of men from Rome and far off Greece that comes by ship battle on the damp sands and grasses of roman earth to take what is not theirs the Greeks wish. Blood and life be spilled at all ends and innocent’s being slaughtered without care. The roman princess waiting in the palace by her mother’s side wondering what is to become of them because no word has yet come about how the battle fares.
[On the battle field]

King Alexander: men raise your blades, your shields, do not yield! Do not I say!
[Clashing, banging of armor and weapons]

King Alexander: men forward March, lances and horses ready. [Forward……!]

(Narrator):

Enters: solder sadeen

Sadeen: my king the battle falls not to us but our enemy we lose men to fast.

King Alexander: we must find a way to get them into the water and then hit them with fire and oil that will burn greatly.

Sadeen: we could place oil along the hills and light it aflame this may drive them back if we make it strong and high.

King Alexander: see it done sadeen; see it done fast for I fear we will lose as you spoke before if you do not.

Sadeen: [riding away from the king at full gallop towards his men to carry out the orders given]
[Gallop… gallop…]

(Narrator): Sadeen follows the Kings orders by lighting aflame ***** of hay covered in oil his soldiers pushing them down the green grass hills where battle takes place to weaken the Greeks ground and might. [Greeks screaming]
[Outcry…… Shrieking…… Men dying]

King Alexander: [praying to himself that what he has asked of his men does not fail] you boy over their go to my family and give them this letter see to it that it is only to them you give it.
[Yes my lord]

(Narrator):
The boy with the letter runs as fast as his legs can carry him back threw the roman streets to the palace and gives the letter to the queen. The queen opens it and read the news of how the battle fares and the instructions given if the king falls.

Dayanara: [calling her daughter] auria… auria…

Princess Auria: what is it mother? Why do you yell so?

Dayanara: your father has written of the battle he pleads with us to leave and go to the villa where you grew as a child for the battle does not fare well and he fears that they will lose. He speaks to us that he will send someone to find us if they win. Come we must go.

Princess Auria: I will find Tibius he can see us to safety out of Rome and to the villa.

Dayanara: go to him in silence speak to no one else only him.

Princess Auria: yes mother [off she runs with her footed sandals slapping on the marble floors as she does].

(Narrator):
Princess Auria runs to the solders corridor and finds Tibius telling him in hurried breath that they must leave fathers words for they are in danger. Tibius gathers up his things and follows the princess back to the royal halls and they silently leave threw the gardens heading to were the villa rests dressed in peasants clothing they be. The king back in the battle hopes that the letter he wrote as found them in time. [He once more prays]

Tibius: come my ladies this way but be careful and quite

Dayanara: we walk silent but you must call us by our names not by title Tibius

Auria: mother is right do as she says for doing so will make others think we are peasants and family. It be less likely they will look our way with suspicion.

(Narrator):
[Suddenly Greek soldiers come of darkened shadows intending to strike and **** the ladies Tibius raises his blade to stop them].

Tibius: [Crash…… his blade smashing into another]

Soldier: his blade striking back [Clashing……]

Tibius: striking the soldier down leaving blood pooling upon the marble path [rushing away]

(Scene):
Days later the three peasants make it to a quite villa outside of Rome and begin a new life as mere workers for those who live there. Any who ask about the owners the peasants simple tell them that they are away due to the battle. They being servants were made to stay behind to keep the place clean for when the owners returned, when that is they do not know. Weeks and more months pass with no word from the king they begin to fear that all is lost when one day a man wearing roman armor rides up asking for the lady Dayanara. Tibius stepping forward asks why? They must return this man says for the king calls them to him.

Tibius: who is the king?

Stanger:  King Alexander of course

Tibius: wait here go nowhere else

Dayanara: what is it?

Tibius: there is a roman outside he says the king calls for us

Dayanara: then we go; this is the sign, find my daughter and gather our things.

Tibius: yes lady right away

(Narrator): They return home going back the way they had left, but through the city rather than the village.

(Scene change): they are home at the royal palace before the king once more, but he was not alone.

King Alexander: you have returned safe, this makes me happy, and rushing to them he smiles [giving them fierce hugs]

Dayanara/ Auria: we are glad to be with you once more, it was worrisome and lonely without your presence being with us.

Dayanara/ Auria: who is this man that stands before us with Greek Armor?  Why is he not dead or imprisoned like the others?

King alexander: he is the prince of the Greek people and the son of King Simentos. Please be polite let me explain what has come about from the great battle on Mount Tear. [He explains]

(Narrator): alexander tells both his wife and daughter that the battle was won due to the son calling up a white flag of truce and asking that no more blood of their people be shed. (Enters Brontes).

Brontes: I am the son and prince of Greek and I wish to come up with a way to unite our lands and people. Your father mentioned that he was looking to finding you Auria a husband; I know that me being Greek may not seem a pleasant thing but I hope for a chance to prove my worth to you.

Auria: I know you be Greek but what does that have to do with the man you have become I see not. The place we are born and live helps us to grow but does not make us who we are.

Dayanara: husband I believe that Auria likes him and they seem to be getting along well [she whispers to him].

King alexander: do you think then that the idea of marriage to Brontes will suit her well, that she will love and or care for him as he will to her.

Dayanara: I do, but let them decide what their choice will be.

(Scene):  the princess and prince wonder into the garden that is covered with the roman flower called the Gladiolus which means sword lily. Speaking of many things that have happened in their lives they continue walking. She tells him that she would hope to see both her homes often if she were to say yes to this peace proposal.

Alexander/Dayanara:  we must speak with the two of you. Have you come to a decision about what this marriage may mean?

Auria/Brontes:  we have come to a final choice after our long talk. We believe that this marriage would be well placed for both of us to accept. We have chosen to wed here and stay till the spring then to travel to Brontes’s home and have a smaller wedding there to please his father. Though this set of weddings we will sign a truce treaty combining our to lands and people.

Dayanara/ Alexander: that is well thought of from both of you. Well done, I believe that this is going to be a very happy time for all of us. Let the wedding be within a months’ time.

(Narrator): the wedding takes place upon the hill where the battle was once fought this is where they will make peace and sign the treaty. The wedding is beautiful and the flowers that are thrown around them show their unity. Both are dressed in the colors of the ocean and their prospective homes. {This is the end of their tale and perhaps a new beginning for us all on earth}.

THE END
playwrite
shayla ennis Jul 2013
the siren may be said to be
the lady of the sea
naiad are her kin

eyes that entrance all
who see her
a temptress to all
eyes that magnetize

bewitching men since ancient times
blue eyes that match her tail
hair as bright as the sun

to light of day
to dark of night
her siren's song i hear
when the siren sings

by scarlet rose
shayla ennis Jul 2021
Wanting to hear sound
Loud
Middle
Soft

The sound of music
To hear one's voice
To listen to life

Life all around
Day time
Night time

Sound of birds
Sound of water
Sound of people

To hear all
When silence surrounds us

To feel sound through touch
When touch is impossible
But important

Sound
July 8 2021
Scarlet rose
shayla ennis Aug 2019
The tide of life always shifting and changing, had become confusing and filled with turmoil without rest. I see the gate being flooded by uncertainty and hesitation. The ideas that should slow coming to a stop, leaving false paths of hope and truth. Whilist the rain falls and the clouds turn grey, I wonder where my path should truly start or stop. Can one such as I truly have hope of dreams completion. Should I Ponder unto a revelation without point of view that is clear. Can this singular soul /spirit exist within a false world of life. Where does the truth truly lie, and where does the lie truly begin. We as individuals see only what is shrouded blinding ourselves to the unshrouded. For to see the truth is to see one's falseness and lies. One's true soul/heart.
Date:  june 13, 2019
shayla ennis Jun 2019
A shadow do I see
No figure Within
A shadow so still
Yet there is a voice

Follow
See
Hear
Come to us

It speaks
It repeats

We do not understand
Yet we are drawn to do as it asks
We follow the Shadow The Voice

Before us a new place
A place unheard-of
A place never spoken

We walk through the store that seems invisible to all but us
We find ourselves in a world confounded

This place a mystery
Yet we enjoy
A fictional world come to life

A fantasy now reality



By Scarlett Rose
June 19th 20019
Fictional truth
shayla ennis May 2019
The lost soul is a missing spirit
A wondering absence
With darkness does is flee
Without light does it hope

Soul does it seek a place
Somewhere to belong
In darkness does it pray
Running from light

Knowledge of death
Visions of loss
Memories of what once was real
Knowing all is gone but it

Alone this soul seeks
Without physical form
Flesh
Blood
None

This spirit wonders
It seeks
The darkness
Were light cannot go

Will it find the answers it hopes for
A dark place to belong

   by scarlet rose 5/21/19
shayla ennis Feb 2014
when the conflict of demons brings the realms end,

we see it thus and take to the sunless sky,
my friends the gods are cruel,
the arrow as left thy huntresses hand,

my soul crafted for retribution,
ripples materialize on the depth-less expanse,
to become the dew that quenches the cosmos,

but their hopes are scattered by contention,
one is a hero,
one shall wonder the universe,
the last is taken captive,

the breeze ripples over the ocean surface,
legend shall whisper,
hero of the dusk,
healer of creation,

by scarlet rose
some words and phrases are from the poem called "loveless" in final fantasy.
rephrasing and rewritten by scarlet rose.
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