Short Madman Poems

Short Madman Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Madman by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Madman by length and keyword.


Madman

Mysterious book
It's covered in strange symbols
Silky blue binding
Its contents contain my fate
The language of a madman
Form: Tanka


Despot

There is a madman named Putin
who unwisely put the boot in
he attacked Ukraine
again and again
tho' the POTUS said, 'You can't win.'
Form: Limerick

Who Is Love

Love is a martinet
A displinarian who has 
Panel beaten the minds 
Of the madman
I'm no exception for
My heart sings
LOVE
The pigeon music

Premium Member I'm Not Mad

I'm Not Mad

Tolerance
Is Lack Of
Sensitivity.

But I'm A
Madman!

I'm a Moonman!

I LOVE the
MOOOOOOOON!

-Gray Squirrel

10-31-2024

Premium Member Mantra - Mar 9

Through melting meadows and misty mazes, 
The madman maestro moves the merry music; 
Mystic mountains at the morn’ of magic
Make massive the melody of meek man.


Psycho

Without conscience 
Feeling or empathy 
Of any kind
A psychotic madman 
Escapes into the night. 


            W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2019.

             13th April 2019.
© W.A. Cholt  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Tanka

Fib 42

I 
Can
Deadpan
Take more than
Any other man
This will be my unwritten plan
Continuing to take silence time and time again
From the most beautiful woman
Till I'm an old man
Madman
Can
I
Form: Fibonacci

Once I Heard

Once upon a time
When with legs, ref-ward!
While the noon full-fed 
Upon the lass’s pot belly; 
Then, they in the ref
Heard what 
Once I heard 
What 
The madman said:
“I like to dance Cuba’s rumba” 
O, Cuba’s rumba in Africa!
© Canny Amah  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

Madman

I held the hand
of a madman
hiding in Hollyhocks
blending with ogres, 
eerie in tombs, 
chasing stars through
their animal shapes; 
others, a witch 
to their ghosts, anew, 
those gardens
though full, were
dark worlds at night

Premium Member Polite

you push a pipie
you might pray
your words form
a formula 
a rode house 
a street
a madhouse 
a madman dressed in burlap
a court hearing 
a presences 
a feeling 
a song
a picture from Walmart 
a wife
a husband
kingdom push

Whiskey Whispers

Whispers of vespers
I am tickled by nocturnal whiskers
whisking away the camera roll
of morning and afternoon
whiskey pictures
a picnic bowl of marvelous
madman mixtures
I voice my witch doctor
opinions with high dialect scriptures
Form: Rhyme

The Outer Island

The Outer Island 

Small Island in a summer lake
And on a day of play 
Young people were slaughtered by
A madman posing as normal.

Another summer the island is
Full of wild flowers 
Whispering trees 
A requiem for those left behind.

Premium Member Blind Donkeys Keep Kicking

   The party of the hee-haw would now impeach Mr. Trump
     for denying the world’s arch-enemy, a madman, access to the bomb

   It takes a blind donkey to kick the hand that redeems it 
     and now the rest of the two-legged world sees it
Form: Couplet

Sinning Is the Only Path To Martyrdom

It’s an antichristian theory and method
The way I give myself this plague	
Sickening solitary sustenance of my own sins
An urchin warm within my spirit like a fetus in a womb 
It’s Godless; I’m Godless
To glorify a madman
It’s habitual
To let the madman in

Premium Member The Man Inside

Robin Williams the first
of his lips humor would burst
he’d blare out Good morning Vietnam
Nanu Nanu a crazed madman I am



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Sponsored on March 23, 2019 for contest CELEBRITY OR FAMOUS PERSON CLERIHEW sponsored by TANIA KITCHIN   -  RANKED 3RD
Form: Clerihew

Who Has Time For Poetry

you have to watch American Idol

you have to watch some ****

you have to pay taxes that make weapons and go

to who knows what dictator and what madman

you have to go punch your wife in the face

you have to get drunk

you have to hire this prostitute

So who has time for poetry?

Moment

Moment
Moment touched the heart
Has kidnapped from my life
Forget all winner
Shake my feelings

Moment
I should be forgotten
And left me like a madman
Moment
I saw your eyes is no longer a place where the moon
Moment
I saw the smile did not speak much on my way to the title

Premium Member Life With Tump Xiii

The wrestler-in chief is quite bad
In Trump there's one horrendous cad
This madman disgrace
Lost the mask on his face
Whoa—it’s not the Donald—it’s Vlad!


Author's note: No explanation is needed.  They say that Putin actually died a few years ago, but that appears not to be the case.
Form: Limerick

But What About the Story

When they disinterred his corpus
they kicked up quite a sizeable  rumpus.
for they found no slight trace of toxin
in what remained of Rasputin.
His end must have been gory,
but this news from the grave makes me sad
not so much on account of the madman
as the disproof of his end-of-life story.
Form:

Music Can Stop the Devil

While music holds memories of each second
And the devil weeps with each beat of her heart.
Unfit to steal, her essence will not depart.

He ciphers - baffled by this new development.
Designed by three simple chords - strummed with new contempt,
The madman crawls crooked - knowing she is exempt.

The Power To Choose

The mind
its own place
be it heaven
or hell

The soul
but a bucket
to empty
or fill

Goya
a madman
DaVinci
extolled

Sharing
a genius
they fought
to control

Bleed out
the poison
death waits
to reclaim

Or memory
gets buried
and darkness
— remains

(Dreamsleep: May, 2024)
Form: Rhyme

Daft - Madman Tales Vol: 1

The Lunatic living in my right brain
painted two ships on the watery horizon.
I folded the image into a paper crane
and it flew into the sea to die in.

The sun went down with a flash of green
and the Lunatic began to laugh
I asked him why he was causing such a scene
and he said the crane was my epitaph.
Form: Rhyme

Lunatics

They sound quite brilliant,

                            The rantings of a madman...
  
                                                         To those with like minds!


                                                                   
                                                          Timothy I. Brumley
Form: Senryu

Premium Member So it's come to this

It's right out in the open for everyone to see ~

puppets bought and paid for
dancers strung and played
delusional parrots with microphones
hostages read the demands of a madman
while maintaining somewhat of a poker face

It's never been so obvious : integrity has its price.



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Premium Member Our Civilization

It took mankind thousands of geniuses 

And 

A myriad of years our civilization to build

But 

It takes only a madman and a few moments to 

Bring it down!*


 







© Demetrios Trifiatis
    21 March 2022
-
WE ALL 
MUST STAND UP TO THE MADMAN AND FIGHT 
WITH ALL OUR MIGHT TO SAVE OUR WORLD!

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