Best Maddens Poems

That cologne was the aroma of her love, I was sure,
Spirit within her crystal-like innocence finely pure;
Innateness born in her at very time of conception,
Divine...

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You want to know what annoyeth me? Let me count the ways!
I could weave a veritable tapestry of all my aggravations, mostly in 
light and...

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Festered lament maddens me
Why must the despair of my heart’s desire
Truly enlighten me? 
I rested among the sick and lame
And found myself no different from...

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Expectation's a sure path to pain  
First we cover our gaps with dreams
And let them dreams grow within
Tall, thick and feasible
Turning to purpose
Then obsession
That...

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You promised to come back soon
Instead I received your letter of love
You had gone away to hunt for a boon 
I am dying to be...

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This house doesn't need ghosts to scare anyone 
The walls take sanity for fun 
They'll hex you with whispers in tongue 
Arrive with confidence, you'll...

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Villanelle: Kill not Mad Poets the Soul-Blood of Mankind
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just as moon melts slow
sharp pin pricks in each taste bud
so soft you opt glide

first you eclipse top
lips on beats at closed eye lids
scent maddens...

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The Missing Season
27/07/2020 

Whiffs of summery air grow startlingly unfresh
Dying like a withering dream yet almost deathless
Ruffled by an impasse of a senescent, uncrossable viaduct...

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I.

The echoing din of hammered steel
Anviled and tempered strong,
Resounds in your head like a blacksmith’s song—
Clanging till you feel
The heat of the weapons shop.

II.

Old Thor...

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This heart broken and shattered
With palpitations at bay.
Shan't ride the storm before the morn
      For I can't stand the pain.

This...

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Is it sanity or bravery that I come to you like this?
Wanting, no needing something to live for
Something to see
On the long marched across the...

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shipwrecked delirious at 89 bunker street
there lives my cloudberry doll
singing the songs of the blue hour

there lives my chantress with wax wings
my dormant (tor)mentor of...

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And then ..
Poem
Lionel Derbyshire

And then..
Escort the gent..
That annoy
Man about a woman
On the long wait
Of her dress up
But then..
The afterward will
Be splendid
When the deal is done
The...

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It scorches; it sears
It burns in the veins
It maddens; it deranges
It gives exquisite pains
 
It entices; it provokes
It lures to its lair
It boils; it combusts
It...

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