Best Normal Poems
This isn't just a poem
This isn't just another emotion
This is me, these are my thoughts
The Imagery is my sight,
And The Allegories are my Life
I'm lonely, There is just me
But there's so many people around
but no one can hear my loudest screams
Don't Shout nor Scream
This is all just Normal To Me
I'm torn, I'm Cut
Part of my heart stabbed,
and then taken from me
The Search for my innocence,
Is like a moa hunt
Don't Shout nor Scream
This is all just Normal To Me
Laughing and Jokes
all directed towards me
Just to Hurt me
Cover all of the Halls
"***, Emo, *****"
Words I too often know
Don't Shout nor Scream
This is all just Normal To Me
Curling her hair
putting on her makeup
"You're worthless and nothing to Me"
Says the so-called all-loving-one
As she screams:
"Why am I not Pretty"
Don't Shout nor Scream
This is all just Normal To Me
This is not just a poem
not just some words
my pen cries with each words
But this is Just a Glimpse
Don't Shout nor Scream
This is all just Normal To Me
Categories:
normal, allegory, angst, childhood, confusion,
Form:
Lyric
the new normal
I'm isolated, waiting
at home with my wife
adapting like others
to our normal new life
a few days, no problem
a week, it's a breeze
but, nobody said
there would be days like these
at first it was easy
cleaning, watching tv
I dusted, did windows
even cut back a tree
i worked in the garage
got my records in line
i found about ten
i didn't know that were mine
i've written a little
tried to keep myself sane
watching tv is trouble
watching people in pain
my hands are all bloody
they are rough, dry and raw
they are the worst looking hands
that you ever saw
lotions and ointments
I rub them all in
my joints all are aching
like that man made of tin
we cannot have fires
open fires are banned
we can go on outside
we can't move, we can stand
my wife's in the kitchen
busy counting the rice
she's doing it right
she's counting it twice
yesterday morning
she worked right till night
she sorted the pasta
and she did it by height
the walls have been painted
right to the door lip
she did it real nice
she used a q-tip
i've sorted my hardware
all my nuts, screws and nails
i've got some in jars
i've put others in pails
the floors are all washed
the cupboards wiped too
we're adapting quite well
i hope you are too
when the weather gets nice
i'll go cut my grass
i'll use a ruler and scissors
to help make time pass
this is the new normal
it won't change for a while
so, stay at home please
read this, and then smile
Categories:
normal, 7th grade, anxiety, funny,
Form:
Rhyme
I once behaved. Followed all the rules. Understood what was "normal". My parents taught this, teachers demanded this, principals enforced this. Ministers expected it, society reinforced it, friends tested it, professors challenged it.
Then, poetry became my statue of liberty.
following the rules
and behaving normally
no longer appeals
Categories:
normal, poetry,
Form:
Haibun
Rounds of rockets shattered the peace,
Bullets ricocheted from out of nowhere,
And nothing made sense in this alien world,
Where chaos was friends with the air,
He was hit, fell and dragged, minus his feet,
Through turmoil and trouble and strife,
And rushed to a medic, working with bustle,
Working to save his small life,
But even the medic healed in an extreme of disorder,
As his legs became a calm numb,
That’s when he met the parson, the one rational man,
Who was his father, his brother, his mum.
The pastor was the only reality he had,
The pastor walked him through the unknown,
When nothing was normal, the pastor held onto his hand,
To take his mind back to his home.
Categories:
normal, care, caregiving, hope, horror,
Form:
Quatrain
It hasn’t always been this way I remember brighter days Before the dark ones came Stole my mind Wrapped my soul in chains Now I live among the dead Fighting voices in my head Hoping someone hears me crying in the night And carries me away.. that demons are driving me crazy day and night please stop the voices in my head .. I need to get out of this darkness please make the voices stop Morning breaks another day Finds me crying in the rain all alone with my demons ing with my madness. Arilene Ramos
Categories:
normal, anger, angst, anxiety, confusion,
Form:
Bio
I have this cloud that follows me,
I have this cloud that noone wants to see.
It's all in your head
Nothing major can be done.
So suck it up
Get on out and have some fun.
But they can't see the demons in my head -
Scratching
Clawing
Biting.
The demons want me dead.
But they don't care,
They don't want to know
What is under my skin,
They just want me to smile
And pretend tht I fit in.
Another appointment,
Another prescription,
Another bottle of pills.
Saftey pin a smile on my face
So everyone else feels comfortable
While my world slowly collapses
And I fall from grace.
But the world must go on,
Everything done so formal.
I wish I could take the bottle
And one by one eat my pink freedom
But that just wouldn't be right
- Oh no-
Heaven forbid I don't act like I'm
NORMAL!!
Categories:
normal, anxiety, depression, feelings, mental
Form:
Free verse
Whose normal – your normal or my normal I ask her.
She is shocked.
Believing we all have the same normal.
My children roller skated in the house, I tell her.
They had swings in the basement. We had pink goats.
My normal might not be your normal.
But that does not make sense! She argues. That is a lie.
I burned down my treehouse when I was smoking, I told her.
I was eight. A pyromaniac. I set fires in the neighborhood.
That’s not normal! She argues.
It is normal if you are me, I tell her.
I am a cannibalistic killer.
She left screaming.
Categories:
normal, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Pretending to be normal is exhausting, boring, stifling, silly, abnormal.
Define normal anyway. Gypsy normal? Wild woman normal? Mad cow normal?
My normal could never be yours, and my today normal will be different than my normal yesterday.
I probably do not even have a normal; I am wracking my brain right now,
And she is laughing and nodding her head.
My muse is giggling.
Normal. Posh! They say.
We are poking fun at this poem now,
And we are writing it!
Sometimes I am so completely happy and fulfilled with today
That tomorrow is completely obliterated in my memory.
I know people who can relive experiences from fifteen years ago.
Is that normal?
It seems to be for them.
Not for me.
I look in the mirror and
Wonder who the person staring back could be.
Having no idea why this unknown monster looks so different than the
Twelve-year- old girl I expect to see in the mirror.
Normal is a feeling I have never truly had.
I do not intend to start now.
Normal. Schormal.
Categories:
normal, feelings,
Form:
Free verse
There is yelling and crying
Good.
There is screaming.
A loud wail. Great!
Uh-oh.
Dead quiet.
I creep up, quietly
To spy on them
Knowing something is
Up. They are four, six,
And eight,
Only quiet when they
Are up to their most
Dastardly deeds.
Categories:
normal, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Light Verse
Boy, this image blew me away!
It’s so me in every joyful way.
Don’t ask me to follow you.
I have far better things to do!
I refuse to be a fellow sheep.
I’d prefer to stay home and weep.
I search for people just like me.
Impossible, on humanity’s tree.
Grateful for always being this way.
Eighty five years to swing and sway.
Thank you, God, for the courage to be me.
No speed bump person…will I ever be!
6/13/2023
Categories:
normal, blessing, humor,
Form:
Couplet
Would they notice,
If my solace escaped?
If my sombre eyes finally pinned shut.
Life is just.
I must.
That fake smile, the painful mask I sew to my skin,
Just to feel something.
Hanging on by a single thread.
Each day tugs at the strings,
Test another limit.
Is it normal, to just?
Categories:
normal, analogy, conflict, dark, depression,
Form:
Free verse
Waking up early it was the usual work day
pushed my alarm clock to off early so it wouldn't play
just out of the shower I heard the repetitive beeping sound
of the alarm clock taunting me as I made my routine rounds
Tossing my body across the wide expansion of my bed
I pushed the alarm clocks button hard until the annoying sound was dead
then I plugged my cell phone in the familiar wall outlet way
later fully charged I left for work for the day
Entering the warehouse hallway I stood at the face clock
adjusting my looks 10 times because it recognized me not
another coworker came in and I let them go ahead
wondering why on their first try their facial recognition was read
Standing there feeling like a fool staring into the facial clock
it kept denying me so many times I wanted to give it a pop
when suddenly on the 21st try it finally recognized me
wondering why there was a problem as I had no plastic surgery
Two hours later I went to the break room
got my cell phone out of my locker not a moment too soon
noticed right away it hardly had any charge left
quickly making a call before it went completely dead
Trying the new restroom out was quite an experience
the self flushing toilet flushing constantly didn't make any sense
I thought this toilet was supposed to be economical
instead as I watched it continually flush thought it pretty comical
Driving home I thought well at least my car is competent
as I enjoyed the air conditioning blowing out of the vents
pulling up into my driveway I just about hit my quirky cat
who thinks hes a dog by the way if you can imagine that.
6-30-18
Categories:
normal, humor, technology,
Form:
Rhyme
An x-ray view of what was before while looking for the after now
Like a resurrection and afterlife on some biblical prophecy
Be aware on the conscious for its under attack by malware
soon to fully develop into a spyware
Your mental is like your software
Operating system needs an upgrade
This virus just gave it a reboot
With simple task manager for putting on a mask
Betterment of the self is a daily update
Because the past is what you have lived and it all crashed
But we need to understand that our attention on affection is being hacked
Being scanned everyday as we usher into the era of the cyborg
Some lifestyles we need to abort
Social interaction is digitalized
friends are stranger on social media
Here was the birth of social distancing
industrialization sign in globalization to confinement
Can’t we see the danger!?, people have become invisible
Let put aside propaganda its not in this piece’s agenda
In an atmosphere filled with uncertainty
dwells fear of change with a wave of intolerance
A dominant experience at the moment is sense of grief
notion of sadness, despair, helplessness, powerlessness and anger
Fragment of blame, echo chambers of many
Negative escalation of human degradation
Issue is on face mask as the color of the skin
Being policed by leaders with empty promises
It feels like the pandemic took a 360 degrees turn
to make it a worldwide web
In some ways it has come full circle
back to localization, national budget and personal introspect
Everyone is loading their data
refresh the mind on the page
what does history show
Before the hand shakes, people kissed to greet
Here we tap our feet
Gathering set the tone of joy
Togetherness was a remedy now in a memory
We just have to stick as family
unfamiliar at a point of acceptance becomes familiar
Categories:
normal, change, life,
Form:
Rhyme
Normal world soar!
Go ahead be who you are.
See yourself through your needs, wants, and desires.
Never be ashamed when you are right letting no one take your fight.
The world is shaped by its means.
The dreams we have are our schemes.
I just diagnosed why he or she does not succeed.
We let people beat when we should not be defeated.
Creation instills right or wrong.
To be vulnerable informs the mind.
Strong is the man that climbed, when he had fallen so many times.
His back bother him therein.
Do you know this man climbed again!
He peaked the highest mountain known.
When he reached the top, his soul aglow.
No one will ever defeat his purpose.
He climbed and he climbed for inner glory.
Go ahead be who you are.
Let no obstacle be a stumbling block.
Stride and decide how far you want to go.
Your essence is your soul.
Foundation has scaffold, thus far.
When you felt weak, you stood.
The wind blew so hard.
However, you stood.
Demoralization came from everywhere.
Your mind was confused, but you became conflicted.
That was so intelligent.
You defeated what wanted your downward spiraling.
Go ahead believe in self.
You are who you are - nothing else.
Thank the torch and make your mark.
Disallow the fire to burn.
Win your needs, wants, and desires.
Soar!
Normal World, soar!
Username: Verlena
Pseudonym: Oblivion Dark Sunshine
Motif: Self-worth
Categories:
normal, birth, character, children, creation,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Why do people fall for their act?
These girls who walk around
with their faces painted up like a clowns
acting as if they are gods best creation
As if they walk on gold
well I am here to say one thing
you are not better than anyone, or anything
you are maybe worth the world to the people who gave birth to you
but to someone else you are just another pretty face in the crowd
I’m sorry to break it to you but you’re just like the rest of us.
A regular person who is not famous
Is not on the cover of a magazine
Or has 1,000,000 at their fingertips
If we did, we wouldn't be here,
dealing with fake people like yourself.
Categories:
normal, anger, beauty, girl, hate,
Form:
Free verse