Insanity Poems
The Boy Who Ate Flowers
by Bogdan Dragos
He ate flowers.
this mentally challenged boy
from the countryside
I used to watch him
in the fields
when I visited my grandparents
as a kid
He was like an exotic thing
a wild beast chasing
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The Rope
by Qila Gall
Somewhere
Alone
Somewhere
At home
Knock knock
Anyone there
Knock knock
Stop it
Knock knock
S i l e n c e
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False Insanity
by Somali Mukherjee
No need to hurry;
No need to hustle;
The waves do carry
Our each sandcastle.
Life contains a measured beat;
We need to accept all;
Freedom has a deep seat,
As we're given the call.
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spaceship
by Bogdan Dragos
late autumn
cold enough to
turn a breath visible
he leaned against the
rail of the bridge
and watched the
river run
below him
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Here’s The Thing
by Natalia Bobb
I should be placed in a psychiatric ward
The thoughts in my head aren’t always so pleasant
Some may make you wish you forget it
My head is a fucked up place
But it’s the only place where I feel safe
The real world isn’t for someone like me
I belong in a special place
Where I can have a thought and then
Make people poison me with medicine so I don’t act on it
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I am Chained
by Aras Acolipeps
Inside of this room, I am chained,
confined in these walls, my mind is constrained.
Echoes of seclusion, a taunting refrain,
slowly, steadily, slipping, I’ll wane.
Inside of this room, I am chained,
invisible bars, my youth detained.
Shadows flicker, a mockery of pain,
in this dark stillness, I remain.
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False Insanity
by Somali Mukherjee
No need to hurry;
No need to hustle;
The waves do carry
Our each sandcastle.
Life contains a measured beat;
We need to accept all;
Freedom has a deep seat,
As we're given the call.
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Insanity
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
His methods were almost simplistic...
He seemed anachronistic...
His attitude totally chauvinistic...
His words often linguistic...
He lost his large enthusiasm...
No longer using sharp sarcasm...
His thoughts going into a strange spasm...
His bruised ego triggered a chasm...
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A Time To Be Normal
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Sometimes my head is in the clouds...
Other times my head is in the sand...
Sometimes my thoughts are so jumbled up...
I feel I’m sinking in some far off hinterland...
It’s hard to control my thinking...
A challenge I face every day...
It’s as if my wires are completely crossed...
The mind games that steal me away...
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open casket funeral
by Bogdan Dragos
what would be the reason
to have an open casket funeral?
Why should the living
see the dead?
He addressed the questions to no one
in particular
but his dead wife answered from the
picture on the wall
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