disgust

Demons unite

The night is young

your eyes meet mine

your revealing smile

they aren't nice

 

Talk as I walk

past you, then I go

Surge of light

doesn't cancel the noise

 

Pigs drinking beer

the roaring wind envelops me

hot flashes, cold hands

stop says the frog

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Self Reflections - a poem collection by CM

Me

Spider webs of deceit
A shattered mirror
Lays on the floor
Millions of reflections
Each one a copy
All of them a lie
Judgments made
By an invisible jury
The verdict comes in
Before a statement can be made
In self-defense
Can you fine me
Beneath all the artwork?
Can you fine me
Beneath all the poems?
Can you find me
Beneath all the facades?
Can you find me
At all?
You see a million reflections
In the mirror
That was shattered
In anger
Shattered with bare hands
Broken like my dreams
Broken like my body
Broken and buried
Six feet under
Only to keep things quiet
To make sure
The lies still exist
Can you find me
Beneath all the spider webs?
Can you find me
Buried underneath all the blocks?
Can you find me
Buried in this wooden box?
Can you find me
Behind the mirror?
Looking in on someone
I once knew

-

Nothing

Nothing holds for more
Than a moment
Constantly churning
The quiet noise
Walking along the shoreline
I almost forget
It’s there
I almost forget
Why
I’m here
The breaking waves lap
At my toes
I feel at peace
Centered
I can continue on
Again

-

Does it make a sound?

And sometimes we fall into ourselves
It doesn’t happen suddenly
The walls that are our defenses
Crumble inward
And sometimes silently we fall
Trapped within our own defenses
Unable to get out
And sometimes we breathe
And it hurts
For no apparent reason
Other than in our own minds
And sometimes we’re rescued
Before it happens
But sometimes we fall
Like a tree in the woods
When no one is around

-

Tainted Canvas
He greets me
With the same sly grin
I know his intentions well
Letting him play
The game
He thinks he knows
Letting him assume
Letting him believe
That he is the only
(he is for the moment)
My conscious tugs at me
Wanting me to tell
The ugliness that is my truth
Beneath the beautiful lies
I know it would hurt him
To know
I know it would kill him
Inside
So I let him believe
I let him run
With my beautiful lies

-

Jumbled Thoughts

Just breath
Feel the sand between your toes
Breathe in the air
Watch the sunrise/set
Watch the cars drive by
This is not the last
But watch as if it were
Soon it will be the last
The ocean will no longer crash
In the distance
Instead the peacefulness
Will be replaced by
Cars packed onto streets
Like sardines
The quietness comes
Driving down the canopied roads
That are quietly disappearing
As the bull dozers make room
For the next housing project
I will miss the sunrise/set
On the gulf
I will miss the sand
Between my toes
Trading my sandals, shorts and shirt
For something else entirely
Just breathe for now
It’ll seems too overwhelming
Otherwise

-

Cat-like State

Attitude
Yes I’m giving it
Because what’s what I’m getting
If you don’t want it
Then go away

-

Clam

You withdraw
So violently
You’re like a claim
When things
Aren’t going your way
When sand rubs
Against your shell
You collapse
Into your own
Little world
It’s a shame
You don’t open up
And let the
Sand in
You could possibly
Make a pearl
Something beautiful
Coming from you
Heaven forbid
You’ld let
Anything
In

-

Reminders

You will never
Be like the others
Pretty and well-liked
Your scars
Will never
Fully heal
They run too deep
And everyone can see
You’re only fooling
Yourself

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was the hardest collection to put together because not only is it more personal than the rest of the poems, but there was a lot to go through. There are a few poems raw with emotions and others more peaceful, but I wanted them together to create the different sides of me, sometimes angry, sometimes peaceful and other times reflective. Comments are welcome as always.

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Revenge, Love & other Revelations a poem collection by CM

Says the Tortoise to the Hare

Revel
In your glory
For it
Will be
Short lived

-

Revenge

Pretty porcelain dolls
Perfect size
And
Complexion
How I wish
You
Would
Break

-

Breakable

We are like clay
Changing form
Until we become molded
Glazed and heated
Made fragile
By our permanent conditions

-

Who we are

Who we are
Is our own concern
Buried deep
Are the scars we hide
It keeps us from ourselves
And from others
Who we are
Keeps us second guessing
As our fears run wild
Who we are
Keeps us lock
Inside
Only we can
Save ourselves
From who we are

-

Question

Perfectly secure
An imperfection to behold
Will you rise to meet
The challenge
Or just enjoy the chase?

-

Hookworm

If I give it words
It will dissipate
I’m reading too much into this
I need a distraction
Somehow my thoughts
Wander again
Back to you
How did you get
Under my skin
So quickly?

-

Lost Lover

I heard your breath on my window pane
Take a ticket
Take a seat
It’s happening all over again
I felt your lips on mine
Your fingers tangled in my hair
The scent of your cologne
Warm and soft like I remember
Revisiting spirit
Haunted memories
Of steamy car windows
And rainy nights
Kissing you makes everything better
Your words soft and kind
Haunting me forever
I heard your breath on the window pane
My soft spirit visiting again

-

The Benefits of Plastic Surgery

Vain
Tan goddesses
Litter the street
One day
You too
Will be old
Wrinkled
And
wither

-

Honesty

I once worshipped
You
Pretty porcelain goddess
Now
I wish to throw you
Bruised
Broken
And bleeding
To the sharks

-

Just another skeleton

Definitely defining you
its indefinite
To label you and put you in a box
That’s the only way to make sense
of this
Defining the shadows that you case
On the wall
In the middle of the night
So I’m not afraid
And my imagination doesn’t run amuck
It’s all I can do
To keep myself away
It’s all I have now
To keep myself sane
Defining you
Labeling you
And putting you
In a box for storage

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Observations in human nature is what this collection should be called...I may change the title yet. Comments are welcome.

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disgust.

just the other night my pillow smelled like you
for some reason i sniffed and sniffed and sniffed it
i inhaled it
breathed it
sucked it in
and then i realized what it reminded me of
it reminded me of you
and then i retched
inside my mind i retched and screamed and died
i hated that i loved it
i hated that i loved you
i hated that i remembered you so fondly
that your smell was intoxicating and addictive
that i smelled it and wanted more
how dare you smell so appealing
when to me your so appauling!

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