In the corner of my room,
you’ll find many a decentralizing delirium dust
Where my mind does consume,
peripheral visions of a malevolent distrust
Deprivations that entomb,
metabolic disturbances of cunning combust
Temporal lesions loom,
of psychotic disorders in a state of thriving thrust.
I see you but cannot touch,
thru nociceptive nightmares nurturing night
Hallucinogens that will crutch,
frantic neurons paleocortical penal plight
I feel you but cannot clutch,
a dimensional dementia in a demons fright
Denunciative delusions a monstrous much,
external images in fetal flight.
I sense you but cannot taste,
chemoreceptic catacombs of a pernicious smell
Stimuli distortions of waste,
proprioceptors penetrating the gates of hell
The love I give is displaced,
impalpable illusions within a condemned cell
The love received defaced,
from a schizophrenic defamatory defunctive dwell.
July.16.2020
Delirium Poetry
Sponsored by~
Kai Michael Neumann
N/A for contest
Categories:
denunciative, abuse, confusion, psychological,
Form: Rhyme
I walk the corridors of the nefarious night
Where warring angels guard the gilded gates
Thus demons arise with their fallacious flight
Do I enter beyond the vanquishable void?
For which I seek diminished and destroyed
My heart enslaved as mind divided dominates
The guardians give permission to eagerly encroach
As my soul separates within the abdominous abyss
The darkness descends upon a cadaverous coach
Infinity stands before me like a denunciative dream
The blackness fills the sanctimonious silent stream
For I have been betrayed by the Judas killer kiss.
...before we see the true light we shall experience the real dark...
Dec.24.2018
Rhyme Time 7- Deep and Dark
Sponsored by: Lu Loo
...I know this verse is a little dark for this time of the season...but hey she asked for deep and dark lol...
(((((HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!! MY DEAR FRIENDS...MERRY CHRISTMAS)))))
Placed 1'st...Thank You
Categories:
denunciative, dark, deep, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Delirium Dust
In the corner of my room you’ll find many a decentralizing delirium dust
Where my mind does consume peripheral visions of malevolent distrust
Deprivations that entomb metabolic disturbances of cunning combust
Temporal lesions loom of psychotic disorders in a state of thriving thrust
I see you but can not touch thru nociceptive nightmares nurturing night
Hallucinogens that will crutch frantic neurons paleocortical penal plight
I feel you but can not clutch a dimensional dementia in a demons fright
Denunciative delusions a monstrous much external images in fetal flight
I sense you but can not taste chemoreceptic catacombs a pernicious smell
Stimuli distortions of waste proprioceptors penetrating the gates of hell
The love I give is displaced impalpable illusions within a condemned cell
The love received defaced from a schizophrenic defamatory defunct dwell.
March/11/2018
Hallucination
Sponsored by: Brendan J. Simons
Categories:
denunciative, identity, psychological, solitude,
Form: Rhyme
Constructing Catacombs
Desirous death, a submersed breath, the walls in a carious crumble
Living life, a surgical serrate strife, as we stand surreal and stumble
Baneful blood, a feverous flood, the temerarious towers will tumble
Terranean tears, fertile fermenting fears, a famished fatalistic fungal
Corpses mounting high, Angels in the sky, reuniting dead and divine
Perpetual praying, love’s lost laying, as we build their sacred shrine
For we question why, we deceitfully die, within the abortifacient vine
Blue clouds of clay, casually chip away, as the minstrels drink their wine
The new Babylon, do we belong, beyond death's door is still unknown
Faith be quick, do we get to pick, a heaven or hell that we have sewn
Odious obstruction, of deaths destruction, mankind comes to mourn
Caught in oblivion, a denunciative delirium, and thus we are reborn.
Nov.08.2017
PREMIERE CONTEST NO 110
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Categories:
denunciative, dark, death, destiny,
Form: Rhyme
Look upon thy catabolic creation
Conceived within a cyclone of silence
Where spirit negates the nullified night
Oh labyrinth of love release thy grip
Set free your monstrous Minotaur
Unleash my soul from sepulchral sight
Heal thy wounds oh malice manifestation
Take leave and raise thy sedulous sword
And thus give wings to thy paralytic plight
Away from denunciative dungeons
Look toward thy resilient rising sun
Within reach of a harmonious height.
May.25.2017
Contemporary Poetry - Contest
Sponsored by: Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer
Freedom – you believe that in the 2000s poets should be able to do exactly what they like. Poetry can rhyme or not rhyme, and poets can even make up words! You may enjoy exploring the short forms and Japanese poetry forms as well.– DEMONSTRATE THIS BELIEF BY MIXING FREE VERSE and RHYME.
Categories:
denunciative, conflict, hurt, love,
Form: Free verse