Best Maddness Poems
Her essence succumbed
to faded sadness
Uncertaining held deceit
Demons would drive
her to maddness
Before she ever felt complete
Beguiled then trapped left
alone and destitute
Adrift in a mystifying way
Once so confident, her mind
was absolute
Now her thoughts are in decay
Confused what happened
what went wrong
Her world turn upside down
Now seemed life tasted of
a bittersweet song
Needed saved so not to drown
She didn't want to make a splash
All she only wanted was
to create waves
Hearty har har - helplessly howling happy hysterics
awareness, after all, always amazes artichokes!
Everyday evil eggs are eaten eagerly
yesterday you yacked yucky yellow yolks
singing silly sickening sapsucker swill songs!
Dangerous dopey dogs deny dumping dung
but bark big brash bumpkiss bile!
Flighty flatulent fireflies (flitting furiously!)
swirling sloppy sides soaked in salsa
tirelessly tipping tutus twisting tantalizing twitters
wearily weaving wacky worlds wastefully.
Go grab the great gain green giggling goo goo ghost
mIsmanaged, maybe my magic medicines magically made mud!
Watch which one will wash wondrously white, wait.
Hearty har har - happy hysterics howl helplessly
after all artichokes always avoid awareness anyway!
Inspired by Kristin Reynolds March Maddness - Abstract Poetry contest
Let us escape our space and time
Let mine go forward and yours unwind
And let us meet on even plain
Just for a day each others claim
Before the dawn we both awake
Aware we only have this date
To you I give what I promised death
From earthly being all I have left
The last act of love given this breath
A gift for your existence and poetrys depth
The sweet magic you spent
in shed tears
When your eyes were filled
with starlight
Found ther was no room
for surprise
As we harnessed the hours
in delight
Take me through the wind
swept storm
In the maddness that romance
entrance
In your arms so deliciously warm
Is where love hysterically dances
I'll come to you man of the maze
Through the night hours hiding
the sun
when the sunset wraps up
your days
We'll be wasted and wild
but we'll be one
And love counts no more
the years
(Collaboration between Elizibeth Wesley and John Loving III)
He is a mind under a fist
Within a box inside a darkness;
He is a monolith upon an obolisk...
A mighty legend in his own mind - -
Owner of imaginary greatness.
He is a whisper of obsession
Holding tightly to the doorknob,
Standing just outside the bathroom door...
Speaking of oblivion to his captured occupant....
And he knows she is there,
Just beyond his reach,
Because only he can save the World
And some one has to listen.
He is the emptiness behind a maelstrom,
Baby Woodrose seeds in packets
Complete with psychedelic instsructions..
There are no reflections in his eyes;
They turn inward to look upon his own pet monsters.
Sterile pools of matte' blue that see everything.
Such deference in his statement of inquirey:
"Does my staring bother you...?"
He is a subtle demon lover
Who fornicates in letters,
Convoluting explanations for his lack of divinity.
He smells of chaos and distortion --
Furtive movements beneath the covers...
Hiding inside the locked closet
Practicing levitation...
The closet where his special books
And special flashlight reside.
And he is maddness with the softest voice
I have ever heard.
But do not listen....
Do not listen.
He is just a man I knew.
The scariest man I ever knew.
Do not listen.......
A Drastic Turbine filled of emotion
A Overturned Bottle About To Spill
This Reckoning. This Fate.
Was Meant To Fill
A Soul;A Million from inside & out.
But it's inside me, so I scream, and I shout.
A Vortex of maddness Fills my Mind.
I feel bludgeoned from the inside.
No place for my mind to reside.
Shall I find that place.
That place that shall bring me to grace.
I face, you face, mechanical errors.
Technical difficulties day, to day, to day.
It's not okay.
We should live in a perfect world.
Like when we were young, and innocent.
Not a worry, nor care in the world of wrong.
This Vortex inside me it twists and twirls
It's filling up with mixed emotions.
The desperation sets in.
The mind cannot stop.
It's like turning a broken wrist watch.
It keeps turning.
THE MIND KEEPS burning.
I'm YEARNING FOR YOUr touch.
For your love, AND your care.
DO NOT DARE, EVER TAKE that from me again.
My friend.
You are MY LOVE, You are my life.
Flaunt me. Tell everyone That ONE DAY
ONE DAY YOU Will Be My WIFE.
Our strife is strong.
Our love is long.
A bond so thick.
Stronger than the strongest brick.
Nothing can break it.
But can I make it?
Through?
Another day.... Without you.
protect me from the maddness
from the problems of life
i need my poems
i need them to keep me
he was gone when it
happened
he was gone when it
came
his gift was not found
until it was too late
he has given me
the ability to write
helped me through
the darkness
in the skies
try not to judge me
for i am not gone
feel no problems
from the lost luck
here i am
given this gift
of blessings
that makes me
me...
Anticipation blinks
and bleeds
while you walk out one final time.
You think it's all a game-
and yet I'm always to blame
after all the shame
and pitiful mercy-
The moon lights your path
darkens close to mine-
I don't want to find you-
nor see you-
nor hear you,
sure I've caused a lot,
but you've caused so much more.
I'm a hothead?
Psychopathic-
while your mouth freely judges
to those who don't keep secrets-
or anything to themselves.
Adieu to you and all this maddness
I'm not sorry and I don't plan to be-
you've wrecked my ego-
bruised and shattered
and instead of revenge,
I'm letting you go
not cause I'm hurt-
sulking in the corner
but because I can't be with a guy like you.
I can't be with someone who doesn't know who he loves-
I can't stay with you.
Shots rang out into the night.
Another boy dies in a gang fight.
Why must me destory each other?
Why must we waste a life?
Screams echo off the allay's walls.
A man is stabbed with a sharp knife.
Robbed of his life and money, he falls.
No one hears his screams in the night.
In a dark room a child whimpers.
As the father beats the mother.
Wishing to hide even deeper,
under the warm covers.
When will this maddness end?
The killing, the hate, and all the sins.
In this blood bath no one can win.
Let the love in and the healing begin.
Why dose man have this need to kill?
Do they hunger for pain and blood?
Have all souls lost their heart and will,
for family and friends they can love?
I cry EVERY TIME I come here, But I just cant stay away
Cus I know you ladies are all feelin..... what I'm feelin.... EVERYDAY!
I read your posts and cry, my heart breaks for all of you
As we share the deepest sorrow, that we wish we never knew
I don't know why we're destined, to share this awful fate
wanting our loved ones back ,but NO we have to wait
I'm NOT suicidal ....although it briefly crossed my mind
as you all KNOW the "maddness" of being left behind
We wonder if they are happy....We wonder if their "ok"
We wonder if we had a chance....what exactly would we say?
We wonder if we could of saved them....IF we only knew
We wonder if they can feel the hole, left in our hearts...... X2
We cry for a minute EVERYDAY (sometimes a lil' more)
Holding dear the memories of happier times before
Before that awful moment, A parents worst nightmare comes true
And changed our lives FOREVER....Thats what I share with all of you!
I know im not alone struggling with faith and hope
It's not like theres an option...THE ONLY PATH IS COPE!
Just really wanted to let y'all know, the energy here is ...so real ..so deep!
Also , "Thank-You" for the lifelong friends.... AND ones I've yet to meet!
JACKIE VW 6/26/2021
There's nothing left to keep,
Memories of love,joy or pain,
I knew I loved you,
Not ever now nor anymore,
Nothing really matters,
Anger infuse maddness,
Tainted love poison my soul,
Succumb tendon muscles are frozen,
Untouchable demons,
Unforgetable Moments,
Get out of my sight,
It's not as easy as that,
Good night Miss misery,
Good bye so long wicked lady.
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Black Eyed
Susan
Contest
Grief
Life is short
But this time
It was bigger
They all tried so hard
To forget her
The rumors spread
That she was dead
She didn't blame them
They didn't know
It hurt the teacher
Hearing what they all said
The maddness
They could not stop
Nor the rumors
She lived her life
The way she thought
God had sought
Cancer.
it was painful
No kem
No radiation
Abuse.
She was rasied with it
Abuse only mad the
Cancer hurt worse
The halls
The looks
The pain
It crowded her thoughts
As a senior she was
Determined to graduate
Still going to school
She refused to not go
A week before graduation
It happened suddenly
Walking in those halls
Getting those looks
The pain worsened
She got paranoid
Down she went
Laying there in pain
Watched the world
Around her fade to black.
It comes on so fast like a torid rain
These feelings of weakness and unforgiving pain
To keep them at bay, what can one do
Someone give me an answer, or just a clue
Sit and stare, and just stay out of the way
Too many questions, the familiar:are you okay?
Inside, my heart continues to tear
The constant reminder that nobody will care
Breathe in and breathe out, it appears okay
It's night time now, made it through the day
Sleep comes hard, the thoughts are way too much
Racing and streaming the mind seems out of touch
Inside, my heart continues to tear
The constant reminder that few will care
Waking up for another great morning
Not being able to hide, there's little warning
The flood of feelings pour from within
When will this end, so my life can begin
A life of no pain, or just no saddness
Who can help to stop the maddness
Inside, my heart continues to tear
Surely there's someone who'll care
Beneath the smoke
Rises the fire,the spark
That makes the eye twinkle
The spark...
A little yellow flame shining in the dark
Illuminating a big light
On these black pota.
An aroma of sweet smelling incense
Rising to the clouds,
And from a far I can swear I see all your faces smiling.
These black pots!
I told you I'll find them, din't I?
See now we cook from our huts again
Smell that mama...
I can't begin to explain how surreal this is!
Remember the days
We would all sit by a fire like this
And papa would play his flute.
What was that tune again?
Do you remember the laughter ringing into the dark of nights like this?
And we would cook in these black pots merrily!
Meats of all kind!
Mama!
Do you remember how we would eat it all...
The meat,and fall sick?
Oh,how I miss those days,mama!
But the poison...
It was never the meat,ma!
The pots!
It was the bloody pots!
I saw them!
They grew teeth and bit the meat?
I thought they were friends!?
But you know,mama?
That's exactly what happened in the neighbour's kitchen!?
It's like maddness!.
Black pots turning against the meat!
Now the meat wount stop crying.
All the slaughter house are flooding with blood!
Blood,ma!!!
Why would the pots do that?
I thought the head was no good without the neck,
The heart nothing without the valves!
Isn't it maddness,ma!
But at least I found them!
They were sad and ran away,
They said sorry though!
Please come back!.
And the meat came back too!
The old days are back,ma!
2016
Love has cast it's eye
in mans direction
will I choose it's life
or insurrection
to look upon ones heart
and see what's needed
with it's contemplations
so sweetly seeded
That divinity within
can be created
and formerly in maddness
reject the thing as hated
but so melodious is it's song
I pause to listen
to meditate upon the things
I might be missing
the rapture of it's music
has turned my soul
to meditate upon the things
that make us whole
In wonder I have looked
upon it's face
towards it's calling I want
my heart to race
deftly my mind argues loudly
for it's ejection
rebuild my castles wall
and it's defection
what decision I will make
or what to do
to listen to it's call
or pass on through
temperament and habits
hard to break
and to repel this melody
so makes me quake
Such spectral beauty
lays within it's frame
and so brightly burns
it's blissful flame
In thanks and praise
to my God above
for the gift of knowing
God is love
Ps 34:18 Ps 139:23 Ps 4:4 1Jn 4:7-21
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Life here and it is now
written my me
life here and it is now
it tells us if we are happy
life tells us if we are blue
life here and it is now
it make us sick with sadness
it controlls are minds with maddness
life here and it is now
it make us comfort others
it makes us into a mother
life here and it is now
it lets us know if we are good dads
if not it make our childern all sad
life here and it is and now
it give us the choice to choose God
it make us think
about sin ,big or little
life is here and it is now
life feels better with a hug
because it dosent feel as great
when we are being muged
life is here and it is now
it show us greed and over spending
it not the way to go
it better to be giving out and lending
life it here and it isnow
the moon and sun seems closer
some how
we get a rush when we look up and say wow
life is here and it is now
so why not write a poem
and tell ME about your life
and how its here and its now