Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Odor



Fresh breeze, morning light
Chirping of birds, oh so bright!
I open my eyes to the flying kite
What's that lingering smell?

The first touch of that smell
Shocks your nose.
The smell stays, it offends
Until you run to fail.

Pretty soon I am alone
The smell surrounds me.
I try to run, I try to flee
The smell stands strong.

A bit of fragrance, a bit of perfume
Nothing would rid that atrocious smell!
The house is full of it, I'm stuck
Where to run, can you tell?

I jump down from my bed
A dead animal, perhaps a bat
I step on.

Nauseous I feel
Run to the bathroom
Stale water full of bile
Pale green, the rotting tile

The door, where's the door?
The room full of vomit
Rotten smelly carcass
May be the thing died puking
Will I die here too?

The door, the door 
I try to open
It's stuck.
How do I get rid of the gore?

Meanwhile the odor peaks
I try to breathe
But the smell fills my cavity
Offends with brutality
Things start to revolve
And I fall on the floor.

10 comments:

reetam said...

that is a very strange poem. and slightly disturbing too. the form has been really well handled, though.

the silent observer said...

I intended the poem to be disturbing..:)) thanks

The Blue Periwinkle said...

:O
I did imagine every bit of it!!
Very well written..!!

Thanks for dropping by!
:)

the silent observer said...

you too.. and I love your name.. :)

Alcina said...

ahh..loved it..

Terrific..You have a fabulous blog :)

the silent observer said...

thanks alcina. :))

PsycheBubbles said...

Very imaginative. I initially thought it was bout environmental awareness, lol!

Narrated well, and of a different kind.

And disturbing yes! :)

the silent observer said...

lol Sid, I burst out laughing when I read your comment... glad that you like it. :)

Sunyo said...

Seeking to escape ?

Feelings expressed very nicely. Good one.

the silent observer said...

thanks :)