I don't know how to deal with you Brain,
You always get the thinks in wrong way,
Please stop for a second, and let me take the wheel
To show you what I have to do
Then you can take the control back;
All what you'll do...
I don't want you to drive me insane.
Generated electrical impulses,
The very same that stirred your heart.
Pulse – stifled, still,
Cochlear arousal (still)
The same that heard "I love you"
We tremble from the pain
Yours in your mind, mine in my brain
Loneliness can ravage our lives
destroy the brain
hug our forms
knock us off our feet
when will the day come
for me to totally be free...
One stubborn poet,
one note orchestra.
let the New Design
be your guide ...
The times require no less.
The longing impossible
falling in one direction
towards the emptiness
of a long emotion
that ravages the brain....
or else the rabble's
babble will defile
this poet's whim.
All spoken streams,
that ravaged the brain ...
Debbie Brooks 2014
If my heart could write a letter to my mind,
It would have plenty to say about it's feelings.
Dear brain; you need to use me instead of your eyes,
after all I am the reason that you are breathing.
Dear brain why are you putting me through so much grief,
Making bad choices and decisions that will last.
Why are you so hasty on deciding when to leave,
why don't you take risks and give things another chance?
Dear brain don't my opinions matter in this life,
Everything you do makes me want to stab myself with a knife.
Dear brain are you always going to be thinking,
Instead of hearing my feelings; stop staring and start blinking.
Dear brain we are meant to be partners in this soul,
You aren't the only one who is going to grow old.
I will live the sixty to seventy years alongside with you,
Give my opinions value the deserve it, its the truth.
You may have to think of all these decisions, but I have to feel them!
You tell our body don't chase after her, but I'm the one that feels the separation, you n make decisions but don't deal with the occasions!
You leave me alone in pain to handle the situation..
Dear brain have you ever experience falling in love,
Or feeling it's magic; do you think about what is above?
Dear brain do you acknowledge my existence,
and hear my screams when you hurt me; do you listen?
You are the brain, & I am the heart, I need you and you need me... So let's be a team, we can work together, you see? I can help u think, and u can help me Beat...
Strip me from my name so I can bleed upon it in vain. I'll wear my heart on my sleeve until it freezes in the polar caps of my brain. May I lay in a pool of blood to represent all that I've sacrificed for. But in all of the end, was it worth it?
Shooting stars are whizzing round, comforting to my weary eyes,
They twinkle and shine by the burial ground, a morsel for monsters to appetise
I hallucinate vividly as I lie down on the floor,
You skip around my frail body, rejoicing in your cold war
A radio play is created to ease the strain,
Like a comforting, ice cold, knife to the brain.
The world is rocking, shaking and changing,
Disapproving glances and tutting exchanging
People keep avoiding me but looking me dead on,
An iota of self esteem self-comfort they have won
But I am thinking about injustices again.
A familiar, ice cold, knife to the brain
Nobody dares talk to me.
Keep it that way
I don't want to make them pay
They have no idea what they're talking about.
I am the subject on which they remonstrate and shout
The momentum of the radio play at last seems to wane.
My best friend, an ice cold knife to the brain.
Every time I look around
And ponder the things we obtain
listening to the winds sound
coming from beyond the terrain
Filling my soul from inside
Brushing all the stress and pain
Opening my eyes on a side
That we are all a brain!
Not only does an organ feed on blood supplies
But It's how you stay sane
It's where your personality lies
It's where the great thoughts ingrain
We search for miracles
And we have one; our heads maintain
Nerve cells with the shape of verticals
Are that only what brains contain ?
Our souls lie within
We try not to let them drain
Our dreams, our memories are all in
They are like an unlimited chain
We love, we live, we write our story with a pen
On a marvelous paper called a brain
Our blood is our ink
And it keeps circultaing all over again
You receive, it responds
That is why we feel pain
But emotions are like ponds
Happiness, passion and the excitement we gain
In the most difficult predicaments
You tend to use your brain
With it you overcome impediments
Which makes your way plain !
10% is all what we use
But don't you ever complain
It's a gift that we shouldn't abuse
However, a gem you must retain
I wish you consider it as well as enjoy it