Mind Bending Poems | Examples

My Life Flickers

I am nothing and everything
To myself or someone else
Isn’t that concept something?

Moment to moment perspective shifts
Arriving blunt with charm and harshness
Challenging each step of the way

Anxiously hiding then fiercely defending
Mind numb then mind bending

Nobody sees me then all at once
Everyone sees me

How will I ever reconcile this?
I slip into nothing
Then I’m suddenly summoned for dependability

I once met a girl from Beverly Hills

I once met a girl from Beverly Hills
who sold a potpourri of mind-bending pills.
I bought one and ate it,
and my entire mind got negated.
It was one of my life's most forgettable thrills.

Dave Crandall - Third Party Perspective

Dave Crandall is a fella who is always in tune.
Don't believe it when they say he's crazy as a loon.
He's a vegetarian, so you might not relate
to the curious items that you find on his plate. 

He loves to solve mind-bending math puzzles just for fun,
and whether you like it or not, he'll surely ask you one.
He's got the sense of a blow-up animal balloon.
His favorite thing to watch is a Betty Boop cartoon.

He likes black and white movies from nineteen thirty-nine,
and folk songs from sixty-two, like "kisses, sweeter than wine."
While these anomalies, you might not think are so great, 
I think you will agree, he should gain a little weight.

PERFECT ENDING

Life is unpredictable, often mysterious and mind-bending
as such we don’t often get the chance to write our perfect ending:

They met when they were eight years old and became fast and life-long friends.
Now, both in their 80’s, one of those lives was about to end.

One in hospice…eyes closed…the other teary-eyed.
One is barely breathing…the other is seated by her side.
determined not to let her friend go…not to let her die
before these two old friends have the chance to say good-bye.

So, seated at her bedside…hoping her friend could hear
she whispers to her all the memories they’ve shared throughout the years.

Memories from as far back as the day they met in school…
memories when life was joyous and friendly…
memories when life was cruel.

She’s not sure how long she sat there sharing memories of all their years…
all their miles…
and call it wishful thinking but along the way 
she thought she saw her old friend smile.

And though it may not have been the perfect ending…
she smiled as she began to cry…
knowing for these two life-long friends…
it was the perfect way to say good-bye.

Song of The Atropa 'belladonna' No 14: ABBA

As strangleweeds ghost life manifestly,
caused by an Atropa belladonna
exposé mind-bending, marijuana
bears parallel outcomes, yet, it's deathly,
Greek myth Atropos cuts the thread of life
belladonna, a woman of beauty ...
Italian. If eaten, highly deadly,
or plant scrapes open cut, certain wildlife
are unaffected by its consumption ...,
pupil highlighters, cosmetic usage
and medicinal, named Deadly Nightshade
an earmark for historical function,
for it enhances the beauty facials,
and in parts of the world for medicals.

Penning Down Thoughts

As often as I pen my thoughts 
from head to hand
to what is wrought 
and arrive surprised  
at words once sought, fortuitously  
stained glass ideas appear 
like falling manna,
between these ears, 
doing whatever it is 
thoughts do best…
letter by letter,  
each welcomed guest.

And often as I pen to please
ideas that stir like winter leaves,
urging, surging like the sea
in hidden forces like gravity  
and starry peaks I crawl to climb,
towards moving targets in my mind,
like eagle wings that lift and soar… 
penning down thoughts 
is a mind bending, 
never ending, 
beauty lending,  
walk along the shore.

Sentimentality

....is both dried berries and nut tree,
by the leafage, the sunlit the phizog,
oaks skirted the edifice's entree.

he never mentions his mother as unreal.
as I involve my mother, did he prevent her?

mawkishness -
spawned a popping sound,
What a foolish,
& semantic quibble.

mawkishness -
To defy reason,
& sanity.

m a w k i s h n e s s -
It's nearly dreadful, 
in its evilness,
mind-bending, 
in its hurdles.

Written: May 20, 2022

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Arcadium Artistica

Mind bending
Beneath the weight
Of a thousand ideas
And burning
Brilliantly
Like bonfires
And thoughts
Become molten
And molded
Forged
And formed
Captured
As words
Imperfectly
Because
Thought often escapes
The shackles
Of language
So in reality
Language
Is a caricature
Of thought
But the mind
That is my arcadium
And language
Makes me an artist

City of Streetlights

I remember stark beautiful nights
       Blue nebulae, stars shining bright 
      Constellations, mind-bending sights 
      Brilliant moonshine, rising in height 
      And then ascended, our fuzzy lights
     Heaven vanished, perhaps took flight


By
David Kavanagh

The Beast

This tortuous, mind-bending game is unbearable.
It seeps into my skin 
I wear it in a daily fashion.
Grasping at my skull 
Bleeding, crying, feeling 
Fueling this never-ending cycle.
When can I stop feeding this beast?
It's cyclical hunger daunts my days 
Demanding a sacrifice. 
Forever seeking to be free of this turmoil. 
I grasp at lights
Too dim for my bound eyes.
Just a shade too dark 
Sheathed in false vellum with superficial colloquies.


- Caroline Youngless 

05/21/2020

Mind Bendingly Real

I wake from a bad dream 
Hey there new man
That’s what they said to me
Hey there how’s it been lately?
I stand, look and see

Elvis, Martin Luther King and John Lennon walk on by so casually.
Roy Orbison and Freddie Mercury harmonising with Liberace as the queen mother watches whilst sipping tea

As I walk what looks like on nothing
I see Winston Churchill talking with  Audie Murphy as Lewis Collins stares at me

I say hello to Marylyn Monroe or Norma Jean as Tony Curtis politely corrects me
Burgess Meredith tells me to do push ups, James Mason steadies me. Richard Burton drinking with Roger Moore on one round table and on the table next to them John Thaw doing a crossword - difficultly!

I walk on aimlessly as I see Bruce Lee training ferociously. Clark Gable playing cards with Humphrey Bogart and General Custer sipping whiskey with Einstein, Herriot, Tolkien and Agatha Christie - something too mind bending to me!

I walk through some glass doors and a whole world of familiar faces turns to see.

I wake up suddenly.

I sit up and can’t believe how real that felt to me.

Life Heart

Trust in in the heart
It fills the cavities
The mind warms the soul
Hearten the blood that flows
Mind bending thoughts
Correlating denial venomous bums
Heartbeats churning my mind spirit yearns

2/7/19

Kaleidoscope of Abstract Hues

Astound me with visual auroras
swathes of rainbows in chorus
that leap across lofty skies
strange intriguing patterns that rise
iridescent visions of midnight forests.

Mind bending colors turn sinister 
haunting hues no longer minister
I awaken from dystopian dreams
seeking solace from simple means
I bask inside sunlight’s perimeter. 



Written on 3/17/2018

The World Is Not Fair

Total darkness absolute silence.
Shadows creeping, all sleeping.
Can someone hear my humble cry.
Heart fragile, tears rolling cold wind blowing.
A world filled with uncertainties, world full of danger.
There's a mind bending optical illusion
A heart weeping in sorrow.
Praying and hoping for a better tomorrow.
But still have faith lame and shallow.
Our heart and happiness are barely
 on speaking terms.
We always squirm and struggle to stand firm.
The sun of sorrow always slants through
 the Windows of our heart.
And cause us to face each day's wrath.
Fear rules, courage is but a slave.
Confusion flows here and there like
 the oceans wave.
Life , to us is an anarchy of a broken heart 
against a tortured soul.
Stress knots our muscles with our flesh and bones
We are always down in spirit soaring,
sailing through the ocean of scream.
Minds devoid of good thoughts,
 there is still a doubt in our tomorrow's dream.
Heart bears love no more
 it rather rests in a deep mayhem
           The world is not fair it's too dark.
              
                         STRANJA

December Morn

Winds blow hard freezing water into ice,
Snowy roads make us think about traveling twice.
Inside we’re squeezed together as by a blacksmith’s vise,
Winter makes us mind as we are told.

Like a mean master whose disposition’s cold 
Mister Winter treats us like we deserve a good scold
Can we be an Oliver Twist who was so bold,
and ask, Please Sir may we have no more.

Honoring  the Christ Child whom many adore
Lifting spiritual wings our heart soar,
Mundanely, a Santa Claus poem by Clement Clarke Moore
Good holidays with pine and mistletoe,

Gift nicely tied with fancy ribbon bow,
Seen both in Richelieu’s Dordogne chateau
Or hovel in Hackney’s poorest row
Then mind bending time on New Year's Eve.

Wild parties keep us late from taking leave.
No DUI’s we hope to receive
If so, then in the pokey we will grieve
Winds blow hard freezing water into ice,

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