Best Derangement Poems

Betty was bonafide crazy. She had shot her husband after a night of drunken quarreling, and was in the state mental hospital instead of being...

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Drogman*, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Drogman by T. Wignesan

My mother, illustrious in the kingdoms of the Orient
Is seated surrounded by water
The water forms a belt...

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Stand I here upon the Precipice of Time
between madness and derangement-
In a grief so profound
ambiance of rage,
with darkening clouds abound
marring my every breath
Declaration to ...

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'Tis quite evident,
no pulchritude remains
apart pellucid poetry 'pon
figments' elegantly refined
persuasions which are
quite simply volition 
mid-flight delusions
seizing daily routines'
fragmented derangement,
traipsing 'tween vague
blathers' vacuous
mindlessness 'midst heady
illusionist's mused...

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Coming back from a college class, feeling tired
I crawl on top on my bed for a midday nap and slip into a blissful sleep. Aroused...

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It’s sad just how low, American leftists will go,
Mentally ill by the thought: TRUMP WINS—two in a row.
Pelosi—their Jesus, decrees moral high ground,
Enter Schumer, Nadler,...

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Somewhere between here,

blase and tomorrow's

derangement, lost the plot in

a moment of coherent clarity,

'twas quite a peculiar notion

unsettling predicament of

knowing one's own psyche,

silently questioned the

absolute mindfulness,

hardly...

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EPIDEMIOLOGICAL NAME: Donkey Pox

ORIGIN: First detected in insane asylums and faculty lounges across America.           ...

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A piece of me, forged from molten memories..
  of patchwork stability
Changes of scenery....haggard, humble backdrops
  Questionable casts of characters...
Scripts written in off-color obscenity...

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In between the smooth black stones
and the long verdant grasses
I play
as I dance ever so lightly amongst
the wooded green
and
as I glaze upwards to the endless...

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What is time? 
But a rotation of the planets, 
A love gone to the wind, 
Or a setting of the sun? 

Sometimes we can’t tell...

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Derangement - bullets crackle
soldier of insanity
cuts beauteous innocence
gone is the embodiment - of
her illumination of hearts
replication not to be
keeping now
intense essence
forever to blossom...

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I feel I'm on a razor's edge
twixt madness and sanity,
disturbed derangement,
orderly rationality,
alternating my being, 
a multiple personality stance
not willingly on my part.
Why must we have...

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Do you have to become what you are? 
I was a paradox of my absolute self
When catching my shadow cast a tree 
As someone else
Looking...

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I'm an wickedly confused
angel booted off the throne
of illusive ambitious spacial
derangement and now all alone
all alone/all my own 
   story  which is...

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