Schizophrenics Poems - Poems about Schizophrenics

...I preach love to hearts sterilized by hatred. No joy, only trauma in these grieving souls. My dignity has never worn chains. I appreciate my life by watching all its dramas unfold. To be a fre......

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...Oscar Levant, American Author, Comedian, Music Composer and more, Was born in the early 20th Century and died in the 1970’s Each decade, or era has their comedians – below is one of Mr Levant’s qu......

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...Is there such a word as, schizophobia, and if so, am I afraid of schizophrenics, nay, for I fear of assuming its characteristics. They will WRAP me like a mummy, then CELL me in a padded room......

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...Angels we have heard on high, Blowing trumpets in the sky, Helping us to breathe a sigh, Of Joy that we shall never die, Angels we have heard on high, Saying love is truth that ties, Us all as ......

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...My psyche's playground Is a horrific landscape: There is no escape From the snagging cleft Of its jagged inlay, As steep as a million years of seeping blood Coagulated through coldheartedness ......

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...The spirituality of sound of a gong of a loon the impossible grieving of morning doves the cracking of ice the drone of urban streets trucks rumbling over wooden bridges a cat’s purr Ther......

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...CHRISTMAS AT THE CUCKOO'S NEST Of all the holidays that come and go Christmas is the one that we love best. No matter how crazy, it just goes to show we love the yuletide in the cuckoo’s nest. ......

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...alcoholic actors age artificially frustrated feminists fornicate fiendishly clever cops cripple conspiracies nervous nannies neglect nurseries morbid ministers murder martyrs jealous judges just......

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...Betty was bonafide crazy. She had shot her husband after a night of drunken quarreling, and was in the state mental hospital instead of being in the slammer. She'd shot the louse in the stomach and h......

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...The Needle’s House Waiting For the Third Time Out Arabic Poem by: Salah Hassan * Translated into English by: Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk) ====== Between me and me there is a civil war! It’s......

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...A dozen different faces and more appearing out of nowhere These past few months as somewhat intriguing, their possibilities ? I myself stumbling through another fall yet always the same season it see......

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...I was learning, how not to catch you. Called the cloud hugging a hillside. Can you climb on the road ? No , it said, I want to play with the moon. So, this was becoming, without presence. An epipha......

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...Urgent Surgery, A C-Section in three seconds Look lady! I'm trying to save you and the baby Nurse Fox prepare the Incision sit Nurse D please hand me a scalple To save the Mother Science says its im......

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...ever wonder what happens to the mentally ill when they run out of money? after 37 years of struggling with schizophrenia & enduring the pleasures of homelessness, (which the empire wields o......

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...Scorned coquette perched so solemnly upon your death stool, claw deep the fresh flesh of victors bearing armfuls of decaying flowers stolen from your mother’s grave. A diverse parade - clairvoyants ......

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