Freudian Poems - Poems about Freudian

why… how come… the world’s not at peace ~ egos unchecked ...

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the chalice of need contains no poison ~ but might cause a herpes lip scoffed the leper to the serpent ~ who was trying to sponge out a sip the snake dissed the quip quietly ~ his tongue had already lost its tip but was heard under his breath saying ~ how’d i end up in such...

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I saw a girl down on all fours Who looked just like Diana Dors A Marmite girl Whose toes would curl Whenever Tom finished his chores!...

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Our Id is our menace to society Our Ego balances our poison Our Supergo is our antidote Maslow created the hierarchy Erikson set the stages Rogers breathed self actualization Skinner tried to put us in a box There are many more with more to say but none yet more profound Live your Life with joy unbound Leave nothing in your way Change is calm abiding with Love...

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Want to sway with the tree tops want to race the raindrop down the pane The day is solid and nighttime almost invisible mist eats the land nothing more than nothing less ponders more anger bites my lip and pain ebbs easy with the little blinks depression hides behind the eyes that seldom interact with smiles a Freudian arc....

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Flower patterned couch and five un neutered cats Free! Free! Free! Pee! Free!...

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A poet's soul lay in slumber, his pen a distasteful adversary. A suffering soul lost in yesterday, stumbled upon his somnolent path. Enchanted eyes felt her nakedness through barriers of her cryptic veil. Echoing tremors of her broken soul gently charmed his hardened heart. Enraptured by her enchanted tears he joined her capricious journey. Her enigmatic elegance inspired his zealous zealot pen to ooze...

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many a foot in month statement uttered wish that they could be taken back but they never can be many an unintentional tactless remark were thoughtlessly abruptly bluntly blurted out during unchecked moments of Freudian slips of the tongue...

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In the PsychoSocioscheme of things we see; The ID chooses the Socio Path The EGO chooses the Sym Path The SUPEREGO chooses the Em Path all others choose the A Path...

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A mental mind freak, Or just your every day, Run of the mill nut bar, If you prefer. Eloquently presented, But not really. Unless bat crap crazy Dressed up as a pretty girl, Is your cup of tea. Making friends with the blade too much, Making enemies with food even more. Puff puff, And there’s a pretty little smoke ring From one of many chain smoked cigarettes. Crazy you...

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Freudian Slip Don't take this as a flippant quip But you know what's showing? Your Freudian Slip You may think you're ultra hip But your subconscious speaks Through the words that slip When you're flustered, try to get a grip But you only make it worse Over your tongue you trip Don't bother trying to zip your lip Let it all hang out from...

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Rediscovered What's sane maybe the matter with me? hiding blinded voice Difficult why leave? am i soo collective tired? eventually you realities will dream thing get beings better? being dream Souls I like tricking soo many things about suspence you i like ignorances things truths about me slide what added tortures will stay tomorrow speaking bring angels altruisticly? Random Plans do you Overthrow...

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To prove this theory, exceptions make a rule- patriarchs seeking a father figure....

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If we listen, we'll hear the thing behind the thing- we each remain imprisoned in our childhood pastt....

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Speaking altruistic tortures forbidden overthrown planes secrets, tests, enterprise suspense tricking souls Light focus unintelligence rediscovered, maybe sane obsessing away, curing selfless sees locked Continually dieing language time subconscious hate works dividing innocent fear manipulated harmony Mysteries blinded gullibility answer growing lessons left causing simplistic random keys...someone mysterious complex truths no change desired questions forgotten...

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