Best Aphasia Poems

Letters, words, and phrases
Once piled, filed in my brain

Dumped went all the drawers
     Words went all askew
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Thrice divided am I in why. Fighting my flight response with determination to make 
might right. No slight of hand or devilish spite. Plain and...

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Hint: This is not a poem.

If one can put words in feelings then
things will go easy for me.
And if feelings will have words with them
then...

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I cannot show it. I have promised.
Building up in the shores of my thoughts and soul,
An overflowing ocean of emotions I'll risk,
To drown in my...

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Lamenting for the loss of words                   ...

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I am being held hostage by a pressing force of incognizant, and I am impregnated in a world of spiraling storms of confusion.
  Fragments...

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A gold rush began ... the search for words
   Twist - curl, tie a knot on the tongue :

- "Red lorry, yellow lorry,...

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…obliterated night of the seven seasons
tickets and thickets and trains collide
into the cliché of licking tongues 
wed to the bred moan of capitalism

(grinning gothic gremlin)...

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Tear drops roll down my cheeks.
Blessed with mirror-touch synaesthesia!
Claircognizant empaths - inflame my aphasia.
I know, I know - the die is cast!
Eh! Still words -...

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If there's kingdom of bad moments,
Its oubliette's sticking;
Where none owns any place, but-
Places own the being.

Cramping inside bad, ugly cells-
In graveyards locking in,
Inside cars or...

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I fall into unknown reasons
I lay wanting,needing
Convolution,soul sucked dry
Aphasia,alone within
A battered shell,augmental decay
Life slowly passes away
Debilitated to my dismay
An accidental tragedy has
lost the lives of...

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The Accidental Poet


I...

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LOVE’S GRIEF

Dear LORD,
I am grieving
My innards quiver
Once words flowed
Now are silenced
Aged health changes
Seem cruel-
Dementia, aphasia
Memories, experiences leave;
Those who remain
Saddened-
Dear LORD,
Teach me
Help me to be strong
Show...

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The End of Herstories

It used to be called senility
now Alzheimer’s, or dementia
but in Agatha’s case I’d choose
primary progressive aphasia
in which her language capabilities
slowly and progressively...

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Memories of future events

	Recollections of measures ahead

		Reminiscence in fast forward

			Aspirations leaping back

        Projections of past reckoning

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