Absurdity Poems - Poems about Absurdity

...Under the mystical veil of twilight, I wander through the labyrinth of my restless thoughts, A painter born from chaos, a spirit forged in celestial fire, I am the quintessence of contradictions, ......Read the rest...

... Once again, he dresses himself with flour-puffed face,neck ruffles and oversized shoes , all this fanfare for kids wiggling Barney Bailey shrieks : He juggles coins, flashes a silly ......Read the rest...

...The paths of my mission would be rows of roses, I thought. To my shock, in tipsy turvy twists and turns, I got tossed Didn't I desire to know the known to know the unknown? Each wish of mine, like......Read the rest...

...In a corner of my mind, where time flows like a river of lost memories, the idea of a bizarre universe is born, where souls wander through a forest of shadows, a collective dance of minds covered i......Read the rest...

...I'm water, though I'm like a pearl. Hung on a crown of thorns, I swirl My form and shape slowly alter. Though I'm like a pearl, I'm water. I'm born, like a crystal, tonight. Tomorrow's sunbeam......Read the rest...

...BEHOLD!!! I am!! Silence. The vocal minority grip at our sensibilities and demand our attention outwards. Monkeys, our smaller cousins that, though looking alike, are alien in their outlook. ......Read the rest...

...Some beings belong neither to society nor to dreams, They belong to an isolated fate, to an unknown hope. Their open acts seem anterior to the first accusations of time and the apathy of the heaven......Read the rest...

...Tears Got No Pain For Daisy Kirui Can you hear the call far the yonder? The still and clear mystery that afternoon? When Daisy took her heart to see you her son? And...And you still ponder? "It's......Read the rest...

...What difficult insanity? Repeating every day. Laughing, pure absurdity at life’s prevailing way. The lack of understanding buried deep in darker deeds. Dysfunctional autonomy, that never wil......Read the rest...

...An idea whispers, sneaking in on cat’s paws, a sly grin curling at the edges, as I sip morning coffee, unaware. It dances on tiptoes, skipping across my mind, twirling, pirouetting, a baller......Read the rest...

...In the marrow of our bones, politics is inscribed, an ancient script of dominance and submission, etched deep in the bedrock of our being. We are actors on a stage, where every gesture, every ......Read the rest...

...I believe everybody should and can Write poetry or at least one or A few poems every now and then. We all HAVE THE POTENTIAL TO WIN! that essential within. You should begin with reading poems ......Read the rest...

... Today, this black oak forest will become my grave. A crow caws in the distance, but I swear it is calling my name. I have never believed in omens or curses but perhaps there are such hateful th......Read the rest...

...Classical infusion Beethoven’s “ode to joy” Playing on blaring audiophile speakers annoy Purposely looped to destroy vagrants with electronic music Blends of subversive elements and anxious acous......Read the rest...

... "Supernature" The walls have eyes here they are all hungry they reach up to pluck words like apples to eat from sacred trees, it feeds and fuels them on their irr......Read the rest...