Best Chaotic Poems
I have many cousins that share my life,
There is Happiness, Sadness, and Grief holds the knife;
There is Love, Hate, Compassion, but oh yes, Chaos,
My cousin, Chaos can be mean and heinous.
Full of malice and often we have a face-off,
Unpredictable- wanting to ruin my life's mosaic;
Oh the mosaic of my journey has been chaotic,
Full of starting over and making myself a new oasis.
When I fall, I re-build sometimes quite robotic,
I go through the motions like a neurotic;
My cousin Chaos just laughs at me- smiling,
I try to ignore him and go on in a trance hypnotic.
My life shattered, full of deaths and tears, weeping,
And Chaos is clapping and full of words, lying;
Rush here, rush there, just be disorganized my girl,
Chaotic, confused thoughts, with a what to do feeling.
Many times I have known nothingness and had to unfurl,
Like a rose, unfurl my petals for yet another whirl;
Oh my mean cousin Chaos really tries to make me nuts,
But, I am a survivor and will forever swirl and twirl.
___________________________
May 26, 2016
Poetry/Rubiayat/"A Chaotic- World"
Copyright Protected, ID 16-795-732-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Categories:
chaotic, confusion, how i feel,
Form:
Rubaiyat
After my cousin has visited for a day
My mum’s desperate for a holiday!
Mum pretends she’s gone out and tries to hide
But my auntie knows mum is lurking inside
The minute mum go to open the front door
My cousin charges in like he’s going to war
Mum’s face is ashen she can sense the doom
As this tiny tornado enters the living room
He shouts out words I could never repeat
If I did it would be very indiscreet
I try to be kind to him and ask him to play
But Peter always wants things done HIS way
If he loses a game he screams ‘its not fair’
My auntie consoles him she says ‘there, there’
She really thinks he’s perfect; he’s her pride and joy
Unfortunately she cannot see he is a spoiled little boy
He bites and kicks and punches me whenever he can
He’s my chaotic cousin and of him I’m not a fan
When its time for food he eats just like a greedy pig
Grabbing all the goodies, its no wonder he’s so big
He climbs on all the furniture and colours on the wall
My auntie doesn’t stop him, there’s no discipline at all
Peter’s just a spoiled brat and doesn’t have a friend
It’s a shame we’re cousins or this relationship would end
Next time he comes to visit I’ve told mum I’m moving house
I told her that I can no longer tolerate this nasty little louse
My mum tells me to be patient and I’m not to hit the blues ….
It’s a difficult time for many when kids hit the terrible twos!
Contest My Cousin Chaos sponsored by Brian Davey
05~27~16
Categories:
chaotic, conflict, cousin, family, humorous,
Form:
Couplet
Oh no...I see her number on the screen!
I didn't answer calls from her last week.
One hundred miles away, cousin Colleen...
I know just what she wants! I want to shriek!
A month ago she asked our cousin Sue
if she thought I would lend some funds to her,
and Sue told her she didn't know, pursue
by calling me direct...what she'd prefer.
So now the answer's left to me alone.
Sue knew that this request would never fly.
I wish she'd told Colleen on that darn phone
my answer would be no, and she'd know why!
You see, cousin Colleen is known for crime
of begging money from a cousin-kin
and never paying back a single dime!
She's nice...this just might be her only sin.
Dear cousin Sue was hit hard just last year
and should have told Colleen, firmly and loud,
to never bother me! It's very clear
scamming another cousin's not allowed!
Now what to do with cousin Colleen's mess...
next time, pick up that phone...or let it ring?
I know...with my soft heart, I must confess...
...most likely I will help...absorb the sting.
May 26, 2016
~HM~
Contest: $
Sponsor: Anthony Biaanco
Judged: 06/22/2021
Actually...partly based on truth!
Categories:
chaotic, angst, cousin, crazy, money,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
Like quicksilver changing moods in a day
Cousin Bess defies norms, such freakish will;
A dazed mess about her I can’t even explain…
Whenever late, she blames the neighbor’s cat
For tearing the seams of her outlandish dress .
But we have no kitties along our street…
And she gives excuses, displaying waves of fur,
That are tangles from her soaked hair in bad dye
While she faces the mirror, “Yes, I’m the dame!
Until her face cracks , puffed with layered rouge.
Oh, more bedlam quakes when a grandchild asks
If dear cousin is a walking antique;
“ Don’t ever dare think I‘m that old,” vain Bess fumes…
Everyone giggles inside as chaos runs wild,
Upon hearing her sixty-five year old joints squeak!
To prove the household wrong, she rocks and rolls
Fluttering with a mop, the radio blasting on,
Her eyes crazed by an Elvis' bebop tune…
No, no, quirky Bess’ knees lock from asthma,
Into the hospital we race, forgetting her wig!
Brian Davey’s Contest: Cousin Chaos
6/10/2016
Categories:
chaotic, confusion, cousin,
Form:
Light Verse
dripping my red ink…
my clumsy cousin from space
lovable lunkhead
Dotted, splattered, kicked the bucket under
My sofa…what a mess…what a great guest...
bleeds
on
my rug
pools
of
tie-dyed
fiber
he
is
so
sorry
roll
my
eyes
here on planet nice, we take our time, we often rhyme
dan’s just a dinosaur from planet earth, a primate
inclinations to spin
tornado style
disasters
follow
me
one day, i shall visit, his land of chaos
straighten the curves
tidy up the streets
set regular hours
bring peace
and
quiet
Categories:
chaotic, cousin, space,
Form:
Free verse
What goes up- Must come down- Unless you are upside down.
Contest Sponsored by: Silent One- "Best One Liner"
Placed 5th
Categories:
chaotic, confusion, discrimination, emotions, prejudice,
Form:
Free verse
I hear it,
Like the many lights flashing
just to keep me going.
Contrary to the damp twisted sheets
as my anchor to
the warm drip.
On my invisible brow
I have been spat
And I am not counting
Now,
Theres always an echo of an army
poised in the dark
between finishing and pointlessness
Sometimes gumming Orchid petals and clicking wooden heels
over and over.
For the first time today I remembered there was something outside
of me.
I heard a resonating moan.
Nothing like air nor flesh
but many strong puzzle pieces
spinnging and catching
to simply and suprisingly
keep going
forward.
Categories:
chaotic, confusion, hope, introspection, life,
Form:
Chaos you endured
today must mean billions of
butterflies took flight.
Categories:
chaotic, butterfly, children,
Form:
Haiku
Am I the snail in the universe, a sloth
Blame it on me for taking a turtle initiative, going slow and steady
Cause I move too fast like a hare that I just collapse 3 on my floor from boredom
Dread to tell you the truth, what moves fast are my shows
Even my eyes hold still, blinking only when they feel the burn like they caught fire
Forge them into juggernauts so I don't feel this pain again
Go against my genetic makeup, turn me producer instead of a space filler
Here I am just going nowhere
I've been the same stagnant person for as long as I can remember
Jesting like a joker to be taught like a dog a few new tricks
Knick-knacks are what I collect to fill this void growing
Like I need something else in my life I love that I'm not prepared to lose
My bad, did I spill the beans to the plot of my chaotic story
Negate the negativity so I can see this glass half full instead of half empty
Omit this fear, this paranoia screaming at my bravado turning him coward
Please find my Anastasia, tell her to come to me
Question her, ask her, demand her to fork over the whereabouts of the rest of me
Restoration of me relies on what I can replace but I can't replace what she took
She stole from me, disappeared into thin air, another sorceress for my memoirs
Take me to Juliet so I can scream at her for abandoning me
Uncensored, no bleeps nor beeps to mask my frustration
Victory, it would mean victory yet I already claimed my vengeance
Woe is me, I'll never say those words; they don't exist in my vocabulary
Xray me, all I have are broken bones
Years have not been so kind to me
Zero, hey I see you again; make me a hero again or just help me end this...fin'
Categories:
chaotic, nonsense, universe,
Form:
ABC
Inspire me....
Even as I attempt this
Iambic nonsense
How can silence,
Emanate from chaos:
It's direct opposite?
A pure contradiction of concept...
Crashing, cascading.......
In a metaphoric ambiance of emotions,
Anger infused like an avalanche of retribution...
Unstable, fluctuating and unpredictable
Just like when the Centre cannot hold
Shhhhhhhhhh.........
There is a silent voice saying
Be still............
Chaotic, disorganised, shambolic and in a condition of total disarray.
Mesmerised, enthralled, spellbound or hypnotised.....
Kush-in, drunk-in, high on some pills of ecstasy, while you chill in cloud nine or
In a state of total mental confusion,
Like when the Falcon cannot hear the Falconer
Shhhhhhhhhhhh...
Listen,
To that silent voice saying
Be still......
When things fall apart
Hold the centre.....
Don't allow an avalanche free flow
Basalt, untamed and waxed......
Be inspired inspite of contradictions
Think before you act,
Ruminate before you speak
Chaos, chaos is the dance hall,
But the DJ maintains the tempo of the songs
Chaotic is the market place
Yet the trader never miss her balance
Chaotic the Arena might be
The gladiator is ever focused
Miss the general's call on the chaotic battlefield and you are gone.
Tis Iambic contradiction of sophistry,
An attempt to awaken the tiny voice of reason
That always question our silence while we are to speak
And
Our speech while we should listen.
©Chigbo S. Peter {April 2017}
Categories:
chaotic, art, confusion, hilarious, identity,
Form:
Blank verse
Fresh out of college, I got a substitute teaching job
in junior high school Spanish classes - my WORST nightmare.
Spitballs were flying; students leaped over desks like zoo animals.
School ended; I was holding back tears, an utter wreck!
Right then I decided I would only teach my minor, English
to adult foreign students actually wanting to learn from me.
My life path was set; peace and fulfillment would follow.
Jan. 29, 2017 for nette onclaud's SEVEN FOR CHAOS AND ORDER Poetry Contest
Categories:
chaotic, teacher,
Form:
Verse
Swirling round and round heading down.
Straight and out I cannot see.
Confusion and cloudiness blurry the way.
Swirling round and round heading down.
Mindlessly dancing round the day.
Fixing a gaze of the path of the confused.
Swirling round and round and heading down.
Straight and out I cannot see.
Categories:
chaotic, confusion, storm,
Form:
Triolet
Every summer, like clockwork, they arrived
The wildest bunch of three kids alive!
My aunt, her bags,and the naughty offspring
Oh! the disruption and chaos they'd bring!
Wore down our bicycles rough and rash
Into every bush and fence,they seemed to crash.
Plucked all mangoes from our young tree
Laid claim on just about everything for free
Sprayed with the hose and just left it be
“Wind it up”, dad always ordered me
Unbridled greed for candy,cookies and such
Called for surveillance on each one of us
Running amok after crickets and frogs
Unleashed angry yelps from neighbors’ dogs
Flaunted,like medals,their cuts and scrapes
"Sissy",they yelled,if I asked for band-aids
Sometimes, I admit, they were a lot of fun
If stay was shorter, I would've grudged none!
In June, gladly, we should've said goodbye
So our family could've enjoyed a calmer July!
Written 05/26/2016
Categories:
chaotic, childhood, cousin,
Form:
Couplet
twisted and tangled
multitudes of chaotic knots
beginning to feel strangled
as my sanity rots
so many tangled chains
freedom's just another word
oppression never refrains
from bringing more to be endured
it's my own mind that trapped me
then got up and walked away
before tossing away the key
so now, here I am today
excessively annoyed
in a desperate fight
to fill my growing void
and gain some insight
one knot comes undone
two more get tied
I can't even run
because it can't be denied
that these knots are mine
mine and mine only
I know that I'll be fine
if I can only deal with me
Categories:
chaotic, introspection,
Form:
Rhyme
theorizes, surmises, realizes, outlandish notions
manifesting jibberish inside frangible egghead,
especially when attempting tip ply words struggling
to describe abstract whims fed
by fancy, groovy, heady indefinable
mind boggling ideas they weigh like a led
zeppelin inside gray matter squeezed
to the max like a sponge dark red
when saturated with near incomprehensible
thought processes that attempt to shed
light on cosmic principles, yet lack
mathematical familiarization wed
did with advanced studies in astrophysics (trace
sing pinball erratic mental reverberations
leaves me stupified about mysteries of space
time continuum, quantum mechanics,
and even how my existence came about
since the presence of human race
whereat random
evolutionary circumstances took place
on planet (un) fit Earth analogous
to skien woven of sateen lace
via some invisible hand weaving
world wide webbed warp and sub woof
fur wrought primordial miracles
ranked (within schema by human primates)
as zen amazingly grace
full promenade,
per multivarious species, now one Janus face
sing self destruction duet hoo
weapons of mass destruction can erase
entire range comprising terresrial biota
unable to escape original weeknd update
with Jane Curtain, and Chevy Chase,
and according to Stephen Hawking the base
sic global web spun via *****Sapiens
will lose role as topdog
ousted from twittering, spotifying reddit queue
over stayed plenti potentiary pinnacle,
oracle outlook netzero for mankind as ace
forced to relinguish role,
sans self anointed supreme beast
(what a beauty this bipedal hominid),
whose surging population didst increased
the process toward total vaporous xfinity zapped –
frankly tubby sub letted and leased
to another organism
not needing tubby policed.
Categories:
chaotic, adventure, creation, destiny, endurance,
Form:
Free verse