Insanity Poems - Poems about Insanity

There Is Sanity

There is sanity 
In my madness, 
If only it could be found, 
For you’ll find 
My ravings if unravelled, 
Are actually quite profound.

True reason

My wants are to vague 
Foreshadowing all my needs
My honor is wide
Nothing left for true reason
Insanity is all that i have

Courting Insanity

Strings of inspiration swirl through my mind
They float and frolic endlessly
Until they spiral out of control
And eventually get intertwined 
For I am a non-writing writer,
An untameable monster - forever trapped in cerebral stagnation.

Incendiary Insanity

It was far from being a match made in Heaven
More so like a match that ignited the fires in Hell
We took turns playing arsonist
Setting love ablaze
Our memories broken branches used for kindling 
Torn from the trees of suspicion 
We accepted the fate of the flames we ignited 
Lunacy that burned woodlands of our passion. 

She

When help is not enough

he's a seriously troubled soul
dwelling on regrets
they're eating him alive

things he can't forgive
hurts he can't get past
dreams he left afloat
cobwebs in his mind

his rambling thoughts
will drive him off the cliff
and sink him to despair
it's bordering insanity

i see him surely drowning
and there's nothing i can do
if he won't grab the buoy



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Mirage of Sanity

I never said I was sane. I didn’t claim perfection no, I lean more towards distain. Compare, internalize, never share. Crazy, imperfect thoughts run everywhere but never straight. They don’t play the sane part long enough to call fun, so I can enjoy a day without feeling emotionally imprisoned. Sanity is not a noun that

To the climactic; climax'

Its variable; real and valuble,  
it effects the lives we lead.'
God alone set this in motion.'
Psudo science shall be revealed'
To be no more than squally-squeally
Newly made up, just like that word.'
Soon to be erazed..No lasting trace.'
Under the heavens,to be  seen or heard.'

Insanity

Few lived upon that field by end of day;
they lay, with sword and shield,
sacral ground, they would not yield
lost to a wound, never healed.

To Insanity and Back Again

Insanity and back again
Somethings got to give
Whatever you do
Please don't shout my name
It calls up the demon
In me
We partied when we were young
Had to stop the world from turning
We ran as fast as we could and then faster
You lived for the minute and never thought it all would be gone
Crushing killing
Creative aptitude
Not even thinking of

Twelve Sunflowers in a Vase

 twelve of us he choose to paint
    sons of Jacob in an earthen 
jar so sturdy
plonked us with vehemence
directed by neuronal cells 
skull protecting scrambled 
delicacy
              managed by eyes
emitting fire spark piercings
fingers reading poverty
boats
    

Blessed Are The Lovers

Seems we can’t see each other now and then
Can’t reconcile with it, my dearest dear 
It looks like you’re ignoring me and when
You come, I’m outdoors again, not near
Connection lost, and so are we, I don’t know why
This saddest circus of events can’t fade away
When there’ll be time to spare for you and I?
Another time

TOY

                         Triviality concentrated static 
                         Overture to

Virtual Insanity Becomes World Reality

       Virtual Insanity Becomes World Reality
 
The accursed news, so  obviously painful to this poetess!
That we earthlings decided were in need no of divine intervention.
Yes…wanting none of God's love or, attention?
Oh, indeed some not only scoff but pay no heed to God’s direction?

Get real,my intellectually bright friends!
How many

The echo returns not

Hello…  
HELLO?  

Nothing.  
Silence.  
The absence of sound.  

Shhh…  
I command my body to stay still, to obey, to shrink into the silence.  
Rigid.  
Unmoved.  

It might come back—

SNAP! 

Screeches from the winged night guards above slice through the air.  
A sudden rush of wind

A kind of trained insanity

This day by day by day!
This simplistic work, rest and play!
This house, this car, this work!
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock before you realise who’s the jerk!

These lines get deeper set.
These eyes get less upset.
These lies and lies and lies!
These persons loved now just despised.

The dreams that blew away.
The promises broken eat away.
The realisation of

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