Best Sensory Overload Poems

What’s left of my mind
when I open my mouth
is the part I could never say.

What’s left of my mind
when you open yours
is a place I...

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Dark silence I embrace

Dark silence slows the pace 

Dark silence cuts my frustration down to size

 

Dark silence quiets the chase

Dark silence relaxes my face

Dark...

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It is said that eyes are the windows into ones soul
If truth be told they reflect ones innermost feelings
The girl observes her with earnest inquisitive...

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Walking past each other and just by chance
My heart skips a beat and my knees turn weak
Your eyes lock with mine in a fleeting glance
In...

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Eyes locked on each other, in dreamlike state
Deciding to meet again, we did not hesitate
Time could not erase, even though we were apart
The promise to...

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The music video is more or less a continuation to the poem. So please play it when cued in the poem text and continue enjoying...

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Amazing God has created me, I am
Unique and Wonderfully made.
Trying to make sense of this crazy world around me.
Intelligent
Strong willed and often times
Mysterious

Autism is a...

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Now with mass media
I can see over there
So many disasters
The World now can share

Numbing our senses
With sensory overload
Hunger and pestilence 
I see bombs explode

For me...

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The Sun is Moving South
By Franklin Price
9/15/2015

The sun is Moving south
No, it's really not at all
It's the orbit of the Earth
And the tilting of the...

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Unlike anything in the sky before,
Forget what you thought was true;
Outer Space is all a mystery 
Shrouded in secrecy;
Intense lights and sounds,
Gravity with sensory overload;
How...

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Buttery , Salty
Popcorn ;
So much wrapped in a smell ;

Close my eyes,
Sensory  overload;
So many moments,
every kernel

Smiles, Late-night working ,
Each bite, mind  traveling;
Angry ,  broken Reels 

With...

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Oceanward sail the yachts and liners,
a match stick flotilla in a green whirlpool bath
seen from the dizzying height of the cliff top.
Beside the lighthouse, ghostly...

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For there is a stranger
in my scar...

...sensory overload...

...this life of paradox...

I feel the parallel...

this merger tries
to suffocate me...

these feelings...these memories
trapped inside of me...

you remind me...

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When I was a male child
I prayed to an eternally mute dualdark goddess,
Gaia was our name
for each Other's
secular
sane
sacred
sacraments to share passion.

And so I heard bird...

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A Day In The Life Of Jacob

Even though it rises every day 
somewhere, someplace in time.
On a day in the life of Jacob
the sun doesn’t...

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