Ruminations

First Collection:
A Journey Into Despair

About

Logan Reyes is a New York City based poet seeking to explore the most visceral depths of the human condition through his chosen medium of poetry.The above poems are a small fraction of his entire body of work, and more will be added over time.Please enjoy the presently available work, and hopefully you will visit again soon.(NOTE: Updates to the site are forthcoming)

May 15, 2023Aimless
Endlessly peering into these screens of light
In search of the indiscernible.
Wanting, wishing for some momentary delight;
Our desire: incurable.Insatiably lusting after satisfaction
That arrives far too quickly
Initiating chemical reactions
That dash our intellects swiftly.Black boxes eternally coiled ‘round faces
Carving insanity into all races
Seeping into every place’s
Soul and energy, our minds become wasted.Experiencing loss of dedication
To our present
Then losing vocation.We come to resent our pleasant lives
As our spirits are corrupted in drives.
In the universe, we forget our place,
A tribe of lost souls: the human race.

June 1, 2023Fructus Belli
Beyond the ashes of the scarlet night
Disappearing in a blink of light
The ref begins to call the fight
As the birds of prey take their flightScoring through the blood and pain
Two warriors fight in the muddy rain
Dancing among the woeful slain
The battle is over: one victor remainsIn the end, the war is futile
Just as much as it is brutal
The mothers cry out, their wailing: rueful
As the souls escape into the Reaper’s perusalFighting, battling, killing, slaying
For our foolishness are we paying
With the blood of our sons, their bodies laying
In a foreign field, their forms decaying.

September 15, 2023Generation Z
These are the icons of a broken age
Worshiped by a generation filled with rage
Desperately trying to escape their cage
As the world tries to fit their lives on a pageBanging, banging are the drums of war
As legions arise, loyal to the core
Their lives, just ask them: a mighty chore
Scars on their backs from the loads they’ve borneA ruling elite they carry
There is hardly any time to tarry
Anger breeds a release of the structure
And so collapse their lives of luxureTo fix this system, must we suffer?
Our bodies solely to serve as a buffer?
Before it gets better, will it get tougher?
Before peace will be rediscovered?

March 6, 2024Idolatrous Idealism
I have made idols out of my ideals.
I nursed at the breast of Prudence.
I fasted at the shrine of Temperance.
I sacrificed at the altar of Justice.
And I mortified my flesh in the temple of Fortitude.I walked blind on the tightrope of Faith.
I drank the fountain of Hope until it was dry.
And I gave my Love away until I had none left for myself.
I am truly a walking tragedy.

May 5, 2024The Curse of Stasis
I curse my own human nature
For ever-seeking the easy path
Always demeaning my stature
And easily succumbing to wrathI languish in mortal agony
View my life as a tragedy
When the greatest of my toils are chores
And, at worst, my days are boresWe are so inclined
To seek the path of least resistance
That seldom can we see
The fruits of simple persistenceI despair in my comfortable castle
Though the tools for success I own
I am forever static
I am forever alone

May 21, 2024Abhorrent Paradise
Trapped in an abhorrent paradise
A bed, my sarcophagus
In the darkness, a pair of eyes
Resting on top of usListless, I gaze into the darkness
In search of some meaning
Lidless, my eyes eterna’ly
Gaze into moonlight beamingMy very own padded room
A resting place in darkness
Jailed am I forever,
By a god so heartlessI watch the world turn in my Tower of London
Watching the children skip away
As I am trapped in a personal dungeon
Another wasted day.

June 6, 2024Depressive Episode
On the verge of tears
Being subsumed by all my fears
Being ground up in adversity’s gears
While death above me leersWhere has the happiness gone?
Stress is high, doom impending
God help me, I’m the only one
The only man on whom everyone’s dependingI want to die. To be released.
For my innards to be a feast
For carrion creatures,
Mortal feeders,
Life deletersDestroy me. Destroy me. Destroy me.
I can’t take it anymore.
The fear surrounds me.
I am drowning.

September 7, 2024Dermatillomania
I make holes in my face
In an attempt to erase
All my flaws
Which I cover in gauzeCompulsive Beauty, hold the applause
I dig into my face with my claws
Giving no recourse to thought or to pause
As I violate numerous divine lawsA form of self-harm is Compulsive Beauty
An entrancing obsession for the young and moody
Mark your face with nails so crudely
And see the results: abhorrent, trulyCovered in scars from crown to chin,
An outward expression of the pain within
Pain without, scarred with sin
As I wear a wily grin

September 19, 2024Madness
Do you ever feel like your mind’s collapsed?
Like your soul’s burned out,
and your body turns to gray matter
as a last source of hope?As it flows out your eyes, nose, and ears
A culmination of all your fears
As madness takes hold
Your story untoldI can’t fathom what comes next
I’ll be locked away like all the rest
In a perfect prison, a marble asylum
With no mouth, to my captors decryI can’t take this
I can’t take this
I can’t take this
Help me

September 24, 2024Frustrations
I want things to end,
I want the pain to stop,
I want the loneliness to end,
I want to feel happy againWhy does joy elude me?
Did I do something wrong?
Why am I this way?
Singing a painful song?Everyone gives me the same advice.
They don’t understand.
It all hurts.
God, why?FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK

September 24, 2024To Cope with Death
Somewhere in the darkness
I’ll find my little hope
In the complete blackness
I will blindly gropeAnd find a little shining thing
Though no light reflects
Some small binding sling
To keep me from death

September 24, 2024Doomsayer
I walk towards Armageddon with my head held high
Proudly proclaiming that the end is nigh
As the seas boil and stars fall
This mortal coil will heed the callOf the singing Reaper
An immortal preacher
Of this world’s constant: entropy
Devotion will be the death of meSkipping with glee as his scythe takes me
From his blade, I will never flee
I embrace, gratefully
The release of death: sanctu’ry

October 16, 2024Longing
Do you still think of me, my sweet?
When you are all alone with only your heartbeat?
I miss you, my dear, we’re alone in fear
I pray that one day you draw nearYour thoughts I cannot hear
The future is unclear
What is your volition
When your heart is my ambition?My joy in remission
As I await your permission
To return to you
As my heart burns for youAlthough my heart is broke in two
I still believe your love is true
My ever-beloved in rosèd hue
Though in deep blue, I still love you

October 18, 2024Struggling
In pursuit of peace
My desires unceased
Wishing the Lord would give me lease
To let me live my life with easeBut toil’s my lot
Love was not
I scream, so hot
In a boiling potMy emotions overflow
As my thoughts go below
I sink in the undertow
As my heart slowsI wish it would end; this infernal chase
After a woman hung in front of my face
My mind, debased; our story: erased
As I drift away into an unknown place

October 22, 2023Unrequited
It follows me everywhere
I cannot get it out of my head
I can’t get you out of my head

October 30, 2024A Memory to Call My Own
Gazing into the darkness
Alone on an October night
Amazed by the starkness
Betwixt the dark and lightA solitary palace
My very own castle
A place devoid of malice
And all daily hassleNone shall know this place as I,
My sliver of the world
A little place to live and cry
From whence my troubles be hurledTonight will be a memory
One to call my own
For none shall know as well as me
The peace that I have known