#madness poems on Hello Poetry

Shay Caroline Simmons Jul 24

In a nutshell, meat and wings
and infinite other disturbing things
that rise and rule with iron fist
the little nest that crowns your kiss

Curse the summer, curse the tree
that swelled such nutshells patiently
gardener saw, gardener knew
even as those nutshells grew.

I was thinking about Syd Barrett.

#madness #illness

Draumgaldr Jul 23

The drinking well

I walked this town with madness,
Where streets once full of gladness—
And I cried into the heavenly sky
That no sadness shall ever blow by
Upon this town of madness.

For all the churches and their bells
May ring warning about this hell,
But no bell can reach the drinking well
That drove this town to madness.

I turned around seeking that sound
That haunted every morrow—
That ripply wave that intertwines
And beckons us to sorrow.

I stood amidst this desolate town
That wore the well as its crown,
And every building knelt broken down
To hail the King of Madness.

Where warnings fail, the well still flows.
And the town, like its people, learns to kneel.

#madness #poetry #gothic #decay #myth #darkness #psychological #despair #folklore #haunting

John Jul 23

Reflection of a fractured self

What do you see
When you look at the mirror
Is it the pain and sorrow you have
Masked by a big smile and cheery attitude

Or is it your eyes that lost all life within them
And yet live on in delusion that
Things might get better

Is it your arms that have lost their strength
But have to carry your burden
That is filled with suffering and regret

Or is it your legs that can't walk anymore
But still run in an attempt
To get away from your mistakes

In the end, what do you see
When you look at the mirror
Is it the fact that the mirror is shattered
And is reflecting a broken version of yourself

Or is it the fact that
Even if the mirror was fixed
It would never fix...

The part of you that is already broken

#madness #self #mental #reflection #thoughts #depression

Tilde S S Jul 22

Can't sleep

Be, be, be
Everything rhymes
Why is it me?

Me, me, me
I don't want to be
I just want to see
See colours and flavours and,
everything I cannot be
things I want to see
things when I try to breathe
To relieve myself of things I need
Things I need and ways I feed

Feed, feed, feed
Feeling like food is not how it's supposed to be
Not how I should feel
Food is an enemy, food is a friend
Food nourishes to no end
So why oh why does it hurt to eat?
It shouldn't, that's why,
we all try not to eat

Try, try, try
I cannot comprehend why
Me oh no I
why do I try
Everything they do just makes me cry
Just be normal
Just be kind
All I want
Is to wake up and see the light
Light from which I no longer have to try
to see,
cry,

Maybe it's better to sleep at night

#think #thinking #sleep #insomnia #improv #madness #thoughts

David P Carroll Jul 8

Hunger in America is Spiking And It’s About to Get Worse.

In America where people
Go cold and starve every night and
Gnawing deep inside and
Where emptiness and hunger now reside
And they'd dream of a feast and
A burning thirst a dryness in the throat
Each swallow echoes a forgotten note
And starving flesh and
Children going cold
And there nearly gone to greet the dawn and face a brighter morn.

In addition to the $4 billion per year in aid US taxpayers provide every Jew in Israel $25000 a year security guarantee so Americans can live in misery for Israel.

#madness

Chris Pea Jul 4

Are I.

Do you think?
I think
Are you aware?
I am aware
So you know!

Do I think?
I think so
Am I aware?
You seem aware
So you think you know!

My thoughts are confused
I am unsure of being aware
Yet you know and are aware
Are you me?

Not on this day, but I will return.

#awareness #self #madness #depression #alone #mind

Laura Claes Jul 2

Madly in love

Isn’t it a strange concept
we hold on to someone
we fell for
We blindly fight
even if it doesn’t feel right
We lose ourselves
we feel sad
Happiness suffers
but we hold on
Love’s something mad.

L.C.

#love #madness #obsession #suffering #sadness #blind #lost

rhenee rose Jul 2

The Seats are Empty

The seats are empty;
The theatre is dark;
Why do you keep on acting?
There’s no one keeping mark.

Each step analyzed;
Each line rehearsed;
What tricks are you playing?
Trapped in an eternal curse.

These masks to hide fears;
These laughs to contain sadness;
Who are you when you’re not pretending?
Careful not to thread into madness.

A poem continuing that Charles Bukowski quote.

#charlesbukowski #theatre #curse #tricks #masks #laughter #fear #sadness #madness #pretend

villiøn Jun 26

Madness in Flame

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 #fire #chaos #ocd #madness #entropy

neth jones Jun 25

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