Best Delusional Poems
Vigilante wannabe
Intentions always good
Lost causes are his nemesis
Loyalty his strength
Abysmally annoying
Gauche socially to say the least
Egomaniac~ there’s one in every village
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Is Friendship Just a Delusional Fiction?
Is friendship a lifeboat that floats on convenience?
Can we all divorce who we like with a gesture
that’s less than a wave on a looking glass seascape,
ignore too, the wreckage of dreams that waves scuttle,
consigned to obscurity absent a tombstone,
now fodder for lies (Christ’s saints still love their brothers)?
Man’s ‘truth’ proves flawed compass and ‘sin’ haunts earth’s wheelhouse,
as Science fills mainsails, God’s Ark laps Truth’s oceans!
Some fools think strict planning’s the pearl of all notions,
the wisest of husbands intimidates frail spouse,
views women and children just chattel that bothers,
like friends (a close second) whose wild seeds they’ve not sown.
Control is the issue; dictators aren’t subtle
(a friend who’s not under your thumb can’t be shipshape)!
Yes, freedom and friendship’s an unhealthy mixture
for all the enslaved must kowtow to your brilliance.
Lord, let me own friends who own freedom to doubt me,
who own I’ve the freedom to doubt them in concert,
(our music still blends as soul’s melody’s fragrance,
impinges on Hearing, a flavored denouement),
find women and men friends who love I write poems
that skip on mind’s pond like a pebble, or stone-like,
touch depths that no rhyme’s plumbed, just God’s Love could meter,
source undersea landslide of epic proportion.
May God bless my humor though few think I’m funny;
send rain to help cool me though I’m a weak convert!
Invisible, God does not dote on appearance,
His Grace for the sinner’s a sign of rapprochement
though few may see me to have worth His Grace welcomes.
Should Love a God offers be harsh as the Third Reich?
Provisioned for life, what world could be sweeter?
Not friending who friends you, Love’s close to abortion.
Brian Johnston
26th of January in 2021
poetically fractured retractions
gnashing night prayers,
scribbling braille,
written sideways
dipped in holy water's resolution,
compromising statements
of disbelief's proclamation
spinning music the color
of nakedly sick psycho, yet
burnished souls keep on ticking
quarter past total trade-offs
in a spoonful of smoky reflections
sans acid's sugar trip,
anointed of rose-reddish
bloody false pretenses
dancing off center phases
in disillusioned
pirouettes of pseudo redemption,
whirling out of control on
staged tapestry's loftiness
surrendered ballet slippers
in blistered half promises,
as twisted metaphors sprightly
tuned out spun anomalies
below birds on a rusty wire tweeting
admissions' cobalt blue hazed execution,
rendered inky alterations' inquisitions
'pon pedaled pink fluff profundity,
exhaling paroxysms' jazzily engaged poesy
in vehemently enraged deliverance,
naught one is ever as they seem
through pigmented film 'neath
figment's imagined looking glass
of ingratiated delusional grandeur
Sixpence none the richer Christmas day
unwrapping that pretty silver bow
hoping for the proverbial pot of gold
amongst treasures Santa left in tow
Street corner kettles all dressed in red
full of empty promises and seasonal semblance
of somehow now caring for that colurless fellow
bells relentlessly taking toll inside my head
Gifts of wine and cheer soon to disappear
at the first fall of winter's fresh flakes
slip sliding downhill on an icy terrain
blaming all your faults on others mistakes
Curling up with the cat eyeing tinsel on the street
preferring a cup of eggnog over other's company
waiting for the last light bulb to bust
and the return of normalcy, hatred, and mistrust
There once was a nutter quite frightful
Who spent so much time being spiteful
When confronted with truth
Completely debunking her sleuth
She barreled into delusions most delightful!
Don't want to put a hex on things
But this winter is feeling more like spring
The grass in the park across the way
Is popping up thinking it's a warm spring day
No no lie down you silly grass
Winter's still here you're making me laugh
Everyone and everything is so confused
The weather gods must be amused
If only this winter was done and over
We could run and skip and roll in the clover
Now silly me, Canada's where I roam
It ain't spring yet, can't you hear me moan
It's just wishful thinking, more snow on the way
But it'd sure be great if it was here to stay
I'd run around naked picking pretty flowers
Maybe I should go put on some trousers!
Sorry my friends, I was lost in a dream
Wake up Jack, you're delusional it seems
© Jack Ellison 2015
DELUSIONAL DREAMS
As dark clouds fill my mind,
Their shadows cast over my heart,
Like a clock, you cannot wind,
Still ticking, but will not start.
Paralyzed delusional dreams;
The truth in me sleeps silently.
In hibernation so it seems,
To be awoken by your memory
Past sceneries haunt my weary eyes,
Your fragrance lingers in the heavy air,
Echoes of your voice that cries,
Memories of the smiles you'd wear,
Voices of you and I, so much pain,
Relentless mention I was so wrong
I still see you in my forlorn brain
I am so weak, you were too strong.
***
Collaboration with White Wolf
January 5, 2017
As dark clouds fill my mind,
Their shadows cast over my heart,
Like a clock, you cannot wind,
Still ticking, but will not start.
Paralyzed delusional dreams;
The truth in me sleeps silently.
In hibernation, so it seems,
To be awoken by your memory.
Past sceneries haunt my weary eyes,
Your fragrance lingers heavy in the air,
Echoes of your voice that cries,
Memories of the smiles you'd wear,
Voices of you and I, so much pain,
Relentless mention I was so wrong,
I still see you in my forlorn brain,
I was so weak, you were too strong.
(A collaboration with Darren White)
I would like to ask, "just what is your problem?"
Too great a task, to narrow it down to one
Your empty mind, from where those twisted words come
Don't think before you speak, you just let them run!
You talk excrement, one more than piss
When you emit those lies, in that venomous hiss
If your targets truth, then you always miss
Your twisted mouth, is so hard to kiss.
It's hard to see, what you gain from it?
Spreading your lies and talking such ****
(so much so, you must wipe your bum.... with your tongue!!)
Sarcasm is obviously greater than your wit
You stupid careless, thoughtless twit!
Let me tell you, about the babysitters evil plan
Befriending you, while trying to steal your man
Tacey wouldn't be so mean, but i'll bet that you can!
You seem nuttier than a full fat pecan!
©John-Ovan.P.Hull
Your sphincter must not work anymore
So your poop now leaves, through your jaw
These tedious games are such a bore
Have a happy life, THERE is the door!!
Such a shame, you could have been so much more!!
Thoughts of being a jester
an ability to make people laugh,
turned out to be a total disaster
no one laughed not even the staff,
an ability to make people laugh
just a titter even a smile a grin,
no one did not even the staff
coldness sending me into a tailspin,
just a titter even a smile a grin
a modest glimmer of appreciation,
coldness sending me into a tailspin
no one shows any sort of emotion,
a modest glimmer of appreciation
even if only out of sympathy,
no one shows any sort of emotion
feeling this undesired apathy,
even if only out of sympathy
turned out to be a total disaster,
feeling this undesired apathy
thoughts of being a jester.
09/02/2017.
Drat, my trousers are tight!
Damned uncomfortable -
Darned zipper won't go up.
Donuts don’t help I guess!
Do I continue to
Delude myself and ask
Don't clothes shrink in the wash?
08~28~16
Checked with how many syllables
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Do not flatter yourself...
The noose, the tight, the knot,
Your face has changed...
Your mask on tilt...
The worse the situation becomes...
...with preconceived emotion...
Dangerous illusion aware...
...You celebrate deception...
...Seed with thought conception...
...Your face shows ass crack...
...the more you talk...
sidelined...and sin binned...
...new recruit sent in...
...Tidy up the mess...
you left behind...
...The lesson you should learn...
...before you crash and burn...
...try to keep your mask on stabilise...
I'm a witness to the destruction of my own mind.
Far before this land, far before my time.
And as fast as i run this thought has me captured.
For of this world for others, i have not endeavored.
My body's a lost vessel for it has not touched reality,
since the dying days of my convoluted sanity.
And all around me spiritual natures unfold in time,
like flowers that seed and grow in the mind.
Yet in this world where i reside,
the flowers never grow, nor do they die.
And though reality will not echo my name in history.
In my mind i'm an explorer of the stars,
and i die when my mind meets my eyes.
In the vastness of the Heavens/
Where shadows twist and sway/
God sits upon His throne/
Craving praise everyday/
A delusional narcissist/
In robes of iron clad might/
Condemns the soul's below/
To eternal, fiery night/
He whispers of love/
Yet rules with an iron fist/
Demanding blind devotion/
A sadistic, twisted tryst/
Freedom of choice/
A mirage in His cruel game/
For seeking higher power/
We are shackled in His name/
How can love and tyranny/
Dwell in one divine embrace/
A God who craves glory/
Yet condemns the human race/
Tripping on insanity/
In His quest for adoration/
He damns those who refuse/
To eternal condemnation/
In fires below/
Where His wrath does reside/
Lies the truth of His nature/
The Devil in disguise/
A sadistic puppet master/
With traits so dark and grim/
God be tripping on insanity/
And we're all bound to him/
Trip, trip, trip, tripping on insanity/
As heading down the streets of Paris,
I sensed the guitar strings resonating the air
somewhere behind my ears.
Leaves fell twirling around as if,
autumn started a bit early this year.
The foggy road didn't allow any lights to pass through it
except for the one in the 'Scarlet Red' .
Was the nature romanticising around?
Or was it just my another delusional world dawned?
My heart became a bit tachy, skipping a beat or more
and the eyes just forgot to blink in the flow !