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I stare into the bathroom mirror unadorned,
the ghastly creature in the glass is so abhored
Disheveled, matted fur and empty hazel eyes
Blemishes and forehead clothed in aged lines
I clench my fists and glare upon this fur'ious beast
The smold'ring rage increasing both in size and heat
Glass has shattered, covering the floor
Blood is pooling, lost before the storm
Trailing madness seeps between my bloody teeth,
I smile in joy upon the havoc I have wreaked.
But then in the euphoric light I realize
The memories that lived beyond those hazel eyes,
Than now, once recalled, can seldom be returned.
Forever more I live inside a world I've spurned.
Comments (4 Comments)
- Nemone - 05/08/2009
- Actually I was a bit grossed out by some of the imagery, mainly imagining the whole bloody teeth part and stuff. But I'd say that's a good thing. If I can feel grossed out it means the imagery was good.
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- Francesca167 - 05/04/2009
- It's really good! I don't know much about poetry, but i'd say you've got talent biggrin
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- UC Poika - 03/27/2009
- That's good stuff. Liked it a lot.
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- Faded Dreams5 - 03/26/2009
- Very nice, I like it a lot. Good rhymes and word choice. I love "trailing madness seeps between my bloody teeth." The last few lines about memories were really good too. The first few lines were kind of rough for me--not sure why, they just don't seem to flow as well as the rest of the poem does. But it's still a really good poem. Nice job.
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