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Anger - unrestrained beast

Those red rabid eyes shining
like a wet blade
The white fangs under my skin
splash frothy saliva

My chest barks to the moon
within the mirror

The beast is born in a flash
and slashes me

In the darkness of my empty carcass:
blurred roars

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Region, Country: Romania, ROU

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poewriter58

17 years 10 months ago

marius

This is excellent. What a visual your words produce. I see nothing to correct or add. It is perfect the way it is Chrystalie
Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 10 months ago

I like this

Smiles:) Barbara I like how you describe anger here. The first two lines reminded me of an angry woman. Then your chest bark at the moon change that flow to you being the one angry, then the beast is born and slashes you, bring me back to the beginning. The ending was vague to me at first, then it came after reading again now I see a calmer you like the one in these ware wolf movies after a kill. Not saying this is a woman or you, but saying it is the anger you describe. All in all it is a great piece. I am not suggesting any changes this is just what I discern from it.
Marius Surleac

Marius Surleac

17 years 10 months ago

Hi Barbara!Thank you very

Hi Barbara! Thank you very much for your big kind comment and exactly this is the idea ... to create an image in the reader's mind, to change the planes and to make your reader to think for the basic idea within the text. Best regards, Marius
Barbara Writes

Barbara Writes

17 years 10 months ago

You are welcome Marius

Smiles:) Barbara This was a great write. Blurred roars, I kinda mess this image up huh, not after, but before the kill. Same image as the were wolf movies to me. seen to many i guess. Glad your wrote this.
infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

17 years 10 months ago

Marius

That's some funky imagery right there, bro. Nice work. ~Jess K. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ ~ "Everyone needs to believe in something. I believe I'll have another beer!" ~ "Your inferiority complex is better than mine!"
Marius Surleac

Marius Surleac

17 years 10 months ago

Jess, I am glad that

Jess, I am glad that you've honoured me with your comment. I am glad you liked it and thank you very much. Cheers, Marius
Marius Surleac

Marius Surleac

17 years 10 months ago

not bottled up!

Hi Mark, Actually the poem reflects the idea of inner anger, "empty carcass" means that the soul is hold captive by anger, "blurred roars" are the manifestation of anger before the great explosion of emotions. Every one of us has this beast locked in a cage within the darkness of our souls, and sometimes this beast gets free for few moments. Thank you for your kind comment! Sincerely, Marius
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

17 years 10 months ago

Marius

The inner beast, or demon is so hard to contain. Great imagery! Always, Cat
Rett

Rett

17 years 10 months ago

Marius

Very very good. Great imagery is evoked by comparing anger to the beast inside. Very astute. Sometimes the beast within gets free much to our regret. Great write. Rett: The perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the wind is blowing, the birds are singing and the lawnmower is broken. "James Dent"
Marius Surleac

Marius Surleac

17 years 10 months ago

Hi Rett!I am glad for your

Hi Rett! I am glad for your opinion about my poem. And you're right that sometimes this beast gets too much freedom. Best wishes, Marius