Best Incoherence Poems

What is life?

Euphonies, cacophonies and chromosomal anomalies
intertangled destinies and illusive methodologies 

Occurring in obscure dimensionless time
Millenniums fertilized to create the sublime

Perceived by ideations so pure...

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Diversified, she sat upon the page
a tiny dot of incoherence brushed into the ink
She wondered how she got so small
and stretched to reach an "A",...

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and a switch flicks
who are you he asks
it should be me 
asking who are you
until the switch 
flicks back to . . .

fuddled hours 
gone...

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Trying to understand:
in  an information culture,
evocation is more important;
explicit saying  counts against us.
People need to be well
into believing
being educated is more
than information:
less hypnotized
the...

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Her curves are rinsing their endless constellation
beneath hot rainfalls of white shower steam,
which is why I stand quiet, sinfully agape even
and willfully paralyzed by an...

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"I will continue to broadcast, as time and circumstance permit,
To whomever is receiving on the aforementioned frequency.
My name is Cor Nosduh. I am not infected....

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MY TWILIGHT
PT. 1

INTRO:
~Torn~
Mid of life’s clammy grasp
One~ cold but always there
The other~ warm at heart,
But can’t be bound

Pt. one: the un-boundable

~Forgotten~
Years have passed
Since last I...

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Today I accomplished after a sustained effort
I wanted to set my mind free of all its dirt
I got rid of all,  that's redundant
The baggage...

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suddenly the beauty fades
and the masquerade becomes a crimson deluge
somewhere out of nowhere, incoherence reveals her uglier side
the stone soup of badly timed revelation is...

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Shirring quirks

There is a hollow in my complex poet’s soul
ambivalence and contradictions a vagary maybe
a vagrant’s search for meaning roots expression
a void and a fill...

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I wish my identity was independent of those I can surround
More people need to tear up the madness in me
Because I may lose myself within...

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Deafening silence screams with rage
Unrivaled violence, no need to engage
Here inside I remain abstained
While Inside, you remain constrained
Tainted tongues our words are choked
Blood stained hands...

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Nothing

Is right 

Or wrong

About any story..

Each  and every

Is a collection 

Of words..

Claiming 

Coherence

Of silent

Incoherence......

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Red rose petals in the bathtub of scented dripping water,

Candles gently flickering in the background,

Sending an iridescent glow throughout the bathroom,

Soft melodies can be heard...

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After the party most of the crowd woke up hung over
	Bad breath foul temper and worst of all few memories 
    ...

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