#madness poems on Hello Poetry

villiøn 4d

My thoughts unravel and spin,
Falling onto whirring gears.
They catch and halt,
Friction causing fire and chaos.

The flame lights every shadow,
and it seeps into every crack.
An agonising burn,
tormenting everything it touches.

Quelled by the winds from a whisper,
Embers flutter through a chasm of thought.
Chaos kisses uncertainty —
and it roars into destruction once again.

This fire is the essence of existence.
Chaos enraptured by uncertainty.
Shadows twirl in the solemn dance of beasts.
The warmth of passion,
The sear of pain,
The fuel that torments all that is beautiful.
Entropy entangled in an immortal bond.

I walk the path,
set in a blazing inferno,
Burdened by the weight of stardust,
With the toll of seeing too much.

Trapped in an infinite expanse.
Freedom entombed in death.

Madness consumes.
I am a witness to it all.
Madness consumes.
I am the bearer of it all.
Madness consumed —
I am the embodiment of it all.

#cosmicsuffering #absurdism #fireandchaos #ocd #intrusivethoughts #madness #omniscient #entropy

neth jones 5d

b l i s t e r

every day is runny
hungry erogenous wounds
nuzzling  boobing  and bursting
and then healing   only to expand
                       in gasps and searches
billowing open gills  the being is expended
but the self erupting  and the heat
and the ***** health vulnerability
it doesn’t stop and weather beats heat
battery builds in the concrete
and the others glide in light drapes
and daily life and a clean work uniform
and frequent showers
                 and confused doctors notes
can’t disguise the revolting releases
             and paffing of diluted pheromones
and the rabid sweating and revolving motions
and rapid incoherences
                            and a collapsed posture
    inside     i am a fizzing fist of decay

date of original 22/06/25

#heat #decay #madness #summer

JAMIL HUSSAIN Jun 17

Thy Breath, My Cup

When thy lips did kiss, I questioned not,
Nor sought for wine, nor heaven’s thought.

A tremble stirred through time’s still face,
And reason fled without a trace.

What need have I of chaliced gold,
When breath of thine makes rapture bold?

I spoke no verse — the world grew dumb,
One sigh from thee, and stars were numb.

They call me mad, by flame possessed,
Yet only ash has truly rest.

Thou kissed — and night forgot its name,
The moon turned pale, the sun grew tame.

I dwell in hush, where echoes sleep,
Half-living still, in silence deep.

A kiss — and silence found its cry,
Its voice unloosed beneath thy sky.

#poetry #love #romance #passion #kiss #silence #madness #longing #ethereal #timeless

Charmour Jun 12

I cut?

Yes,
I cut deep enough
to feel alive
But never deep enough
To die

#sad #madness #cut #dead

Ghostcat Jun 8

Voices that won't stop

I found my peace, but it was brief,
I thought it would stay, bring relief.
Day by day, night by night,
I suffocate beneath this fright.

I washed away what left me torn,
Through my pain, I bore and mourned.
I’m no player—I’m a victim,
Yet it still hurts, for I have feelings.

Through the pain, both flesh and mind,
I endure, though I’m confined.
I brush it off until it’s gone,
Yet scars remain, etched upon.

I kept it quiet, held it in,
So no one saw the war within.
Voices echo, sharp and cruel,
Scheming shadows, mocking fools.

I say, "Be silent!"—they only jeer,
Where did they come from? Why are they here?
Still, I fight, though I am trying,
To wear a face that hides the dying.

#voices #scream #sadness #madness

Nishan Niraula Jun 1

My Notebook & Ink

I opened that notebook again,
After ages I picked my pen.
Pressed strength on my wrist,
Gave my hand a gentle twist.

Scribbling through, I went on
In the world where ink lace spun.
But it was different from what I knew,
This ink was of a different hue.

And I flipped the pages back
A glimpse of me in the ink stained rack
The letters were bolder, deeper even
They held power higher than I now sustain.

And so I closed my notebook again,
It's ink wasn't in my own pen.
And I closed the lid once more
Let it sit where it was, before.

The ink wasn't mine to use,
It wrote a story where I couldn't fuse

#pen #story #journey #creative #block #notebook #madness #lost

Karan May 19

Birds, Masked sighted in Citadel of Men (n.d)

To look upon oneself
And find a citadel of half-wrought
Miseries and wounded passions
Where the birds all wore masks
Of hide and gleaming fixtures

Birds that enter upon a pile
Of stiff and tangled limbs
With heads, mouth open
Groaning cries of
Pain, as their teeth are torn
Collected to create nests
In which those enamel buds
Burst into seamless streams
Of bloodied skin

Curving together, crossing to form
A twisted leather medusa
That blooms rusted buckles
Which glisten in the sky above that citadel
In the place of stars for those citizens
To pray between a leviathan chorus of agony.

#birds #madness #dream #existential #horror #dark #introspective #psychological

neth jones May 19

d i s m e m b e r 3

dismember
the jerking flesh of my heart
nervous excrement
the manner your head rattles
when i lunge at you
this room stiffens with ****
                    running our corpses thru the flame
the gummy dark muffle day-to-night
       pinball wisdom of creatures
                                      below the floor
cactus salad
        me you and our malady

[notes : inspired by Remember by Joyce Mansour]

#memories #meeting #romance #surreal #couple #relationships #*** #madness #winter #bedroom