Mayhem Poems

Mayhem in the Bread Aisle

Bread hit them like a ton of bricks.
Bread can make one very sick.

Man minding his own business,
Quickly became a mayhem witness.

The teenage four, like the Joker’s core,
destroying aisles in the grocery store.

On a hot eve, they hit my man with a fighting bag.
It’s all a game…received more than a finger wag.

Like all good criminals they

War And Peace

Altho' 'tis something
any sane man would disdain,
should abstain from and abhor,
there are those I condemn
who choose
to cry, 'Mayhem!'
and let loose the dogs of war.
Meanwhile,
no need to think twice,
I prefer a 'purr',
to play nice and release,
tho' they may be old hat,
the pussy-cats of peace.

Through Madness and Mayhem

Through the Madness and Mayhem
“Alice, Alice,” the Mad Hatter said, “come to the table where jesters dance
A tale I'll weave, of merry delight so that you can enjoy, laugh and prance
Alice was awed, her head was bowed, but soon she jerked up straight
“Oh Alice, have some tea, it may be cold, why oh why are

Mayhem of Diadem Forsaken

Locked behind the gate, a jewel lies hidden.
The wind emits a mutter of love smitten.
A shadow plays a game of hide and seek,
With a tantalizing prod, and a sneak peek
That glints a sparkle from par buried gem.
Amidst the interplay of black and white, lies the mayhem,
Of a memento of love lost, jewel lost, diadem forsaken.

THE MERCHANTS OF MAYHEM

In the realm of deceit, some souls reside,
Gullible hearts, fertile grounds for evil to abide.
As they sit, concocting chaos, their minds astray,
Weaving webs of wickedness, night and day.

Their slumber's filled with visions of malevolence and spite,
Their waking hours, a pursuit of perpetual fight.
Peace, a distant memory, lost in the haze,
As they revel in the suffering

Too Much Fear And Misfortune

It is raining
And they are shooting
This is not a game
This is a shame
Everyone is afraid
Babies and children are crying
Men and women are very mad
Where everyone is dying
The streets are infested with hardcore bandits
They are our enemies
They are not our friends
They shoot like crazy ants
Bullets fall like raindrops and rice
Gangsters are like rats and mice, not

Warnings from the Abyss

Dwell in the river and the monster will eat you
While the flakes of snow float over,
Forsake the pleasure and erase the relic
As your internal mayhem will soon break 
If you oppose my revelations.

I exist so you can be killed,
When my purpose is fulfilled;
I shall cease,
As long as I do not;
I have malfunctioned,
To let you out

Forgive Me

Is that your answer?
Was that my final chancer?
Do we have scope for more?
Can we still be each other's forevermore?

Why shall thy teach it to me in a hard way?
And why must I try to get taught in an easy way?
Please let it be your final straw,
Please give me a final chance. 

I have tried my

Masters of Mayhem

Written: October 19, 2023, For Tania Kitchen Spooky Halloween Contest

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Hope is buried, gulping Satan of the Night.
Its odd, dreadful beats drove in schizo sight.
Sweet dread awaits the fair-headed, awful stride.
As fear

Mayhem Poetry Form

I do not know the different forms of poetry
To be honest I have no desire to ascertain
So many forms and so complicated
To much confusion for my lazy brain!

I just like to write my thoughts down
A combination of heart and mind
About life and all it encompasses 
Usually in a rhyme

I love reading poetry
Be it fiction or

Gun

Gun! What an invention you are!
Easily available in every bazaar!

People use you as a toy for the sake of fun!
With your entry entirely a new culture has begun!

In a lunatic’s hand you have become a wild stone!
Whichever the direction you are thrown is not known!

The purpose of your invention is only to defend!
But it has

Its All Bunkum, This De Banking'

Lets be frank' who would want to de-bank?
It seems like communisam.?
Not just an odd  buisniss schsim'
Theres no balance of books? At first and
Second last looks.' Theres big payouts
On ideas' and moves on genders, its really
Ballons flags and suspenders, what return
Is envusaged? As society is ravaged.'
Is there ground for class actions, against
Legal infractions? Is a

Instigator of the Mayhem

beautiful wedding
priest gave a lovely talk
message was “marry someone you are proud of”
Three couples broke up during the reception
Socialized behavior went out the window
Yelling, screaming, throwing of chairs
Rings were thrown
Accusations were shrieked
Guests got more than they paid for
Priest took another sip of red wine
Having no idea that he was the instigator of the mayhem

Mayhem

MAYHEM

Afar from my own way
Of living life before;
Got the chaos of feeling in love.
Can't walk away!

I am anew!
No glimpse of what is love with thee.
I tried making feelings brew,
Like a coffee-stoup.

Here comes the spring, 
Here comes the fall,
Just like the way
Thee gave me ring.

Ring I wore on
Tho meaning is nowhere to find.
I waited a lot,
But

Crumpled Mayhem

Crumpled mayhem
By Michelle Morris
07/11/2022

Take time to heal your mind
Take time to heal your soul
Take time to heal your heart
It takes time to heal and be whole

Maybe start with a small memory
Of sadness or of hurt
Unfold it like a crumpled paper
That is flattened and made inert

Deal with the crumpled mayhem
Of memories one by one
Imagine burning them

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