Crazy Poems | Examples of Crazy Poetry

I show up ready Like it’s nothing, no big deal. But calm is just a front I put on, No one sees the ache They say thanks, but don’t see the work, Only the finished things I do. They don’t know how many times I’ve held it together when it got hard. They see the results, not the fight, Like it all came...

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There was a man I knew— bitten by ignorance’s venom. All his life, he groped through shadows, searching for cures in the dark— but he found none, until he bit the dust. One day, while spring still painted the world, his sun just beginning to rise, and the stream sparkled...

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You may—I might—theywill—some ‘won’t’—just say: “Living’s a walnut begging to be cracked!” And if-or when-but why-sosoon-the impact of such a soundstatement will hardly weigh? on the forget- fret- fear-ful kind of gray dispositions who dwell on the abstract (no)tion of (this)regard or a(n/a)tacked self sobbing in the corner of the day.— Re—again—jected once one final more, such spirits spurn the sense ‘security’, to cling...

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Isn't it weird that I say multiple names a day, but my breath catches only when I say yours? Isn't it weird how people try to make me smile, yet all their attempts remain futile? Isn't it weird how my eyes travel across the room, in hopes of finding you? Isn’t it weird how I stay...

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Am i the problem cuz i love my mind, body, and soul? Am i the problem cuz i don't just go for anything im told? Am i the problem cuz my heart got cold? cuz i know i got a old soul Am i the problem cuz i'm getting old and everything i know just got old cuz...

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Hanging on quite desperations. My feelings desires manifested as one. You lie and you lie. you lie just for fun. No consideration there's no where to run. You lair, you lair. You lie just for fun. I'm broken and beaten. My blood starts to run. I'm drowning, I'm drowning asphyxiation. Take this spear from side and let...

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They asked "Can you come and help us please" "You are to far, to far to see" They said " We are lost, starving. We need something to eat." "The apples don't fall far from the trees. You must come closer and see" They exclaimed "Excuse me, but they are just out of reach!" "Then get off your knees, get...

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. how deep mine think be vooman mine intellect allows me no play ...

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[Intro] I take not one, but two— Cassidy pens all I see. His quill carves stars into drifting steam, Spilling my thoughts like melted tea. He’s writing now, as the train rolls in— Steam like ghosts against my skin. The platform hums with names I’ve lost, And my mind derails without a cost. [Verse 1] Steam draws elegies on mirrored breath, Faces drip like incense in...

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. right into it blind'did ...

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Santa Claus, we’ve been out of touch and I don’t ask for very much but I have needs, and I’m in Dutch I want to see the light of day oh, and can you give me a sleigh and a way to forget yesterday can I have a smiling face and something that will erase memories of a certain place give me...

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All For The Thought of Sex Make the beast with two backs, Give a girl a green gown, Let's rock the bed and shake the sheets, Sometimes it sounds kind of creepy, But hey, lets take another leap, You can go get your berries razzled, Maybe let someone poke your hontus, You can tickle the pickle, Possably cup the coconuts, Go rock your rump, Let them...

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Written By: D. Collins 5/19/25 There should be two impressions before leaving earth. The mark of excellence, and those to whom you gave birth. It's just something about it, that bloodline called kin. That creepy Li'L feeling crawling under your skin. No matter what they say the Fam is all that. Keep guarding their six and watching their backs. That's the...

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I heard a song about a pretty bird. As he flies, he clearly warbles, the prettiest sound you ever heard. Below, a boy has lost in marbles, but he never said a word. As he sits, the words he garbles, Stranger things, you've never heard, ever since he lost his marbles. ...

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Some with the gumption who continually jump to assumptions and with no allusions always arrive at wrong conclusions board the wrong train again and again and in total frustration never alight at the right station off-track inference prevails their train of thought is off the rails it's repetitive inanity Einstein had a word for that he called it 'Insanity' and let's not forget those excuse me for speaking while you're interrupting (he did mutter) compelled to...

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