Best Hellion Poems
Dormant desires within derelict deserts’
Winds whispering of your selective stealth
Frozen fingers that chill the empty spaces
Longing for you a pacifier of thickened thorns
Discombobulation drives the day
Your mendacious love marooned on dusty dunes
Secluded silhouettes stranded
Mystifying mirages migrating
Only sacrificial shadows scream
Where your love mutates into a holographic hollow
Desolation within a Venus vacuum
An anemic vampire
Erotic deceptions dominate deflecting desires
Eruptive emotions have no place to tread
For your unfulfilling love, a puff of smoke
In a hellion hole.
Sept.10.2019
Sometimes love is not enough
Sponsored by: Silent One
Placed 2'nd & POTD...Thank You
~ANGELS~
Within the abusive abyssal air, I greet you with a prayer
Within weathered winded wear, I defend in your despair
Thru calamitous city crumble I find you in your stumble
Thru mankind’s malignant mumble I bow to your humble
In the frightened fermenting fog I cleanse you in your clog
In the seducing smothering smog I seek of your demagogue
Lowered by love’s lamenting lust I return to heal and readjust
Lost in love’s layered crust I’ve come to rattle the restless rust
Of valleys low and mountain peaks I hear as the silence speaks
Of cinematic curving creeks, I glide in grace with solace sweeps
With the cascading canonized rain, I’ve come to break the chain
In pulsating punitive pain I’ve come to retire the ravaging reign
Hiding in hellion halls sinners scatter as Satin sovereignly stalls
With lasting Love and fireballs waiting upon the Masters' calls
Hovering over horrific hells I flap my wings to reflect the spells
Detaining evil in dormant dwells releasing love in wishing wells.
~~~
Sept.04.2017
ANGELS
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose
Standing at the edge of forever
as one thought leads to hell
for I stare at the empty never
the other to a heavenly dwell
I must choose before the eyes of infinity
my soul torn between the hallucinogen hollow
passing through the vector vicinity
where dreams are created for me to swallow
Seeing visions of a hellion hive
soon thoughts fill with divinities divine
a conspiratorial conscience before I dive
where ambient angels dance and dine
Still I must choose before the end of time
a perplexing panegyrical pantomime.
Sept.16.2019
Crossroads Poetry
Sponsored by: Silent One
Placed 2'nd...Thank You
A world in turmoil secreting fear
A hopeless hope evaporates thru the atmosphere
The demons dance with great desire
And dreams held captive in tangled wire
Sorrow cascades thru hellion skies
As souls prepare for their demise
Pernicious breath now blankets all
The serpents salivate and thus begin to crawl
But only love transcends the verse
To help heal and crush the curse
That the evil that has begun
Shall be destroyed and become undone
Visions of hope are nearing by
As we mortar bricks for destiny’s sky
The race for the races of humanity
For communal unity so let it be.
Jan.26.2016(Org date)
Any Poem You Ever Wrote NOT For A Contest - Poetry Contest
By Broken Wings
July.03.2016
Horrid hellion hunger that rips apart the soul
Sadly starving siblings where death takes its toll
Crippled children crying a mother lives in hell
While wicked ways of man making money for their sell
Vindictive violent victories, of man vs. man
Kabbalistic killing kids a death wish with a plan
Wrathful widespread Wars with blood over spilling
Betraying battling brothers kiss their cross before the killing
Repeated rancorous raping for only a woman knows
Destructive demeanour dancing the desecration of a rose
Sabotaging silent stealing virginity within the night
Demonic deception dwelling a battle we must fight
Let us pray now for all of this we can abolish
Breathe in strength and give the world its needed polish.
March.21.2016 THE ALPHABET CONTEST - LETTER A- Abolish -By Alfred Vassallo
Demonically Dispossessed
...man has the ability to express great love,
and dispense great evil...
The legions of darkness descend as they beastly bewilder and offend
The serpents of Babylon attend as their ecumenical evil does extend
In a pandemonium plunge with pernicious pains and succulent sponge
With tenacious tongues they lunge and fast fade away as they expunge
~~~
In their fallacious faculties fermenting feces frolicking the wasteland
Demonic disciples preach profanities before the sanguineous sand
As they efficiently eviscerate exigently under their hellion command
For they are curious to castrate the condemned as their cries demand
~~~
Within their taunting tantalize as hearts bleed amidst the scarlet skies
Their goal the soul to compromise and for love to cripple and capsize
In a vortex venomous vile blasphemous broods of a damnation defile
For we must battle the bile as warriors of light with a sagacious smile.
Music by Slipknot-'The devil in I'
June.28.2018
Eight word challenge-7
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
Placed 2'nd
God is greater than the crush that caused the crater
The liars that always said, "Not now but certainly later."
The promise of pay to the delivery of dust
The raising of hope...happiness turns into rust
Always another tall tale about tomorrow...about some sunny day
They're like metal to a magnet...stuck like glue
Scorched like moths...screaming in the flames
God is greater than those monstrous mind movies
Playing so savage in the static
Like toys in the attic with see through souls
Broken, bent and bad way down in bottomless holes
The cruelty of cowards...go along to get along
That same sad song
Sometimes you've got to stand even when there's nothing to stand on
Stretching my soul like a rotted rubber band...any second set to snap
Smiles of sarcasm leave their own sick stamps
Light a lamp or damn the dark
Time to bite and not to bark
Take it out of the park and out of the playground
Shine that spiritual light on the lost and never found
God is greater than any supernatural serpent
Any superpowered evil eyed murder and money makers
Treasure takers and twisted tools
Tragic fiends and terror fools
Friends and foes alike with multiple bad beliefs
Scarecrows made out of sticks and straw who think they're made of steel and stone
Flooded with fear they stay all alone
Lost in clouds of confusion...destructive are their delusions
Beaten and bruised...blackened and blue
No will to win...born only to lose
Consequence for the chaos
Come down to my knees as I take it to the cross
God is greater than any hellion or hater...any psychopathic puppet on paper
Any crime crusader or insanity invader
Nevermind this nightmare
This world of wickedness that's full of homicidal henchmen and treacherous traitors
Yeah, I know the truth and the truth has set me free
God is greater and greater is He
Arrows of anger pierce my heart with their hate...one spark on the tip sets a nuclear blaze
Lost in a homicidal haze I'm looking for love
I'm surrounded by ravens...Where are the doves?
Now I twist and I turn
I'm playing the fool...as you fiddle I burn
Shooting arrows of anger my need is like Nero
I turn into a hellion and I used to be a hero
Halos turn into horns
Sweet love turns to sour scorn
Decaying in the darkness...blasphemous babies get born
With silent invisible needles and threads...sowing and reaping my soul into death
My blood starts to boil as I kick in the door
I'm playing the fool...as you fiddle I burn
Shooting arrows of anger the poison's too strong
Distorting what's right and deluting what's wrong
Satan sings his sad songs for junkies forced to listen
With his thousand string fiddles he enslaves and enlists them
Doing his bidding...running riot through Rome
Forging into forever now I'm gone like a ghost
Can't see the fire in this sea of smoke
I'm playing the fool...as you fiddle I burn
God raise up the shield for a day of defense...
shooting their arrows they just won't relent
Time to repent as they ruthlessly attack...for devils and demons there's no turning back
Lord take it back I don't want it anymore
Even the score and make the tide soon turn
Cause the devil's a fool...as You fiddle he burns
In Monolithic monuments are the bringers of the derelict dawn
I see many idolatrous idols, forged in ancient bibliothecal Babylon
Within worshipful winds, that carry words of parasitical praise
And indulging in illusions that comfort their camouflaging craze
I am the god of Lust beware my tempestuous heinous hunger
My appetite for decadent desire keeps me forever younger
I am the god of Gluttony beware my excessive consumption
The more I ferociously feed, the more for my euphoric eruption
I am the god of Greed beware my matriarchal material possessions
I want what I want and not what I need, to satisfy my aggressions
I am the god of Sloth beware my lazy inhabitations and failure to act
In my dormant dwellings, savoring sanctuaries where I safely retract
I am the god of Pride beware my self-indulging pompous portray
I talk to merciful mirrors that reflect reinforcing rumors my way
I am the god of Envy beware my desire to obtain what you possess
I want to experience everything, the secret to my seductive success
I am the god of Wrath beware my feelings of anger and habitual hates
Waging worthless wars as I open up the homogeneous hellion gates
The gods have spoken, their words eternal spread throughout eternity
In the efficacious end, Love will conquer all, so I say to you... ‘Let It Be’
Aug.02.2017
Let It Be
Sponsored by: Catie Lindsey
Where Love Has Never Gone Before
...the legacy of a poet...
A man is not a man until his love becomes idolatrously immense
Since time began, his love eagerly evolved with his ideal intense
Now in suspended animation, his love spirally stagers in suspense
Within his venal violation, the Angels will deliberate in his defense
I, a simple poetic voice, shall take love thru the divergence of mind
Upon its choice, the viral verses shall reach the calamitous confined
Be love a black hole, or be it a quintessent quasar an astral aligned
Take a journey of soul, as love elaborates the embryonal of remind
Welcome to love’s eternal eclipse, where reflections of reality reminisce
Realms of refractiles in bliss as the Supernovae combust in a chaotic kiss
Words of love through dimensional drift of hellion holes and heavens lift
Descending with love in a demons shift ascending admits a seraph’s swift
Phasing thru portals of terrestrial time, beams of light of maximum prime
Exploiting love, a new paradigm, celestial symphonies’ in chambers chime
As love exponentially expands, touching multi-verses and lachrymal lands
Within the frozen fires, it withstands, landing upon seraphical sacred sands
The voices of love must be heard, of heavens and hells the winding word
Be it in the solitudes forever blurred, or melodic musicals of the songbird
For now, it silently sails in morning view, nestled of night by natures crew
Thus it is time to bid adieu, by the one word that has brought me to you.
June.20.2018
My Muse, Mortal
Sponsored by: Gregory R Barden
Painting ~ Return of the Prodigal ~ Il Guercino
Returning from the land of my rebellion,
in rags that reek of pigs and sweat and mud.
Now penniless, I’ve been a hell-bent hellion,
wasting the fortune of my flesh and blood.
But now considering my distant father;
how could I dare to think he’ll have me back?
I’ll plead to serve as slave and be no bother;
even his hired workers have no lack.
I journey home rehearsing all I’ve done:
“Father, I’ve sinned against heaven and you –
No longer worthy to be called your son.”
My voice goes numb when home comes into view.
My fears fly when I see my father’s face
and weep in his forgiving, kind embrace.
written 8 Sep 2020
I screamed at her
like some wicked hellion
trying to rip apart her world.
I was the embodiment of rivalry.
She was growing older. I fed on the rage
I stole from her, I loved young,
I loved hard and fast, and anyone
she hated. I loved like a forest fire
and she could do nothing about it.
She was just my step-mother
Or she was, when I moved in with the guy
about six years older
Then I met her.
She was about six years old-
or she was, when I moved in with the guy.
I was just her step-mother,
and I could do nothing about it.
She hated that I loved like a forest fire.
I loved hard and fast, and anyone.
I stole from her, I loved young.
She was growing older, I fed on the rage
I was the embodiment of rivalry
trying to "rip apart her world
like some wicked hellion"
I screamed at her.
Beyond from Walls of Sleep
Deep dormant eyes forever weep
Keep hells behind upon walls of sleep
Dancing demons in rituals necromancing
Glancing of gates admits infernos entrancing
Damned words resonating of souls scammed
Programmed lips through evil’s command
Hellion hypnotic of minds dwelling
Rebellion of thoughts forever yelling
Contortions spread sanctioned abortions
Distortions spread abandoned portions.
...in reverse
Distortions spread abandoned portions
Contortions spread sanctioned abortions
Rebellion of thoughts forever yelling
Hellion hypnotic of minds dwelling
Programmed lips through evil’s command
Damned words resonating of souls scammed
Glancing of gates admits infernos entrancing
Dancing demons in rituals necromancing
Keep hells behind upon walls of sleep
Deep dormant eyes forever weep.
...I took this a step further where the poem is reversed and each line is backward...
Sleep of Walls from Beyond
Portions abandoned spread distortions
Abortions sanctioned spread contortions
Yelling forever thoughts of rebellion
Dwelling minds of hypnotic hellion
Command evils through lips programmed
Scammed souls of resonating words damned
Entrancing infernos admits gates of glancing
Necromancing rituals in demons dancing
Sleep of walls upon behind hells keep
Weep forever eyes dormant deep.
...perhaps no double meaning, but double fun...
This poem is dedicated to my friend Gregory R Barden (the Bard)...inspired by his poem 'A Quest, Maniacal'...Thank you Gregory for your insight...
Music by Disturbed - Hell... Ghost Rider Music Video
Aug.20.2018
A Reversible Poem
Sponsored by: Jesse Rowe
Placed 6'th
Storms
Bleak blacken storm clouds fast approaching,
Nature is angrily panting and fuming.
Self-righteously and passionately enraged,
the growing tempest now dominates center stage.
Dark and moody quite Machiavellian,
gusty strong winds start blasting in open rebellion;
and no sane human being dares to challenge this wrathful defiant hellion.
As furious Thor wields mighty Mjölnir, his fearsome hammer,
heat and cold energies collide in a turbulent manner.
Amid roaring thunder, vivid silver streaks of lightning, and heavy precipitation,
terrified, we cautiously peep through the shutters in utter fascination;
as winds smash and torrential rains pour, we stare at the frenzied destruction.
The storm has effortlessly uprooted skyscraper trees,
vengefully knocking towering buildings down to their very knees.
What an awful frightening sight!
When storms rage with all their might,
only Noah’s Ark would survive such a devastating plight.
Like a snail, time moves slowly when storms are around,
intent on wreaking havoc, they will firmly stand their ground.
But once nature’s energies and pent-up anger thankfully subsides,
storms will pass, and at last, we can safely venture outside.
06-29-2014
Contest: Storms
Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton
Placement: 6th
Preposterous melody won't exist,
Inside a piano without the chord's beat
Aubade is formed when dolefulness emits
Nails the body to where she always sits;
Ordering her fingers to start a writ.
Corners her world with piano as a friend
Heaves fro the melancholia life has sent
Obsolete in the past yet still remains
Rest in the hands of the hellion of dents
Deceiving the chords life composed to mend
Carted away from the womb of thy mom,
Dispatched to fosters as a surly wan
Ego disappears to the children's scrum
For years she can't find her ruined life's sum
Guided and loved with the help of the rank
An afflatus for three hearts to collide
But deep beneath, she had always been mock
Called in by her fosters as out of luck
Door to door, she lagged capitulated
Reminds herself the poem she narrated
Misses the time her heart elevated
Falls for a man who's crossed-dressing blended
Solitude before but now chaperoned
Laminated by her man's trifle tone
Timbre has echoed when they broke the stone
Do you hear the sixteen chords of her song?