Poetry competition CLOSED 30th September 2024 2:40pm
WINNER
mel44
mel44
RUNNER-UP:
Lilliputian
Torrents of Insanity
Torrents of Insanity
With darkness over easy
and no place for the last step
except for the shadow
dressed in a corset
and this insane roar
with the sound effect
snapping the garter
of a screaming corpse
immorality of the shadow
with torrents of insanity
and the embalmed darkness
over easy
and no place for the last step
except for the shadow
dressed in a corset
and this insane roar
with the sound effect
snapping the garter
of a screaming corpse
immorality of the shadow
with torrents of insanity
and the embalmed darkness
over easy
Written by adagio
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Not for the Comp.
"Disturbia"
Sitra Achra now stirs
Dark whispers and slurs
Shattered mind and broken veil
Klippot rises with voices frail
Seek Da'ath as torrents scream
Wisdom fades in fevered dream
The tree rotted and fruit decayed
Soul and sanity now flayed
Sitra Achra now stirs
Dark whispers and slurs
Shattered mind and broken veil
Klippot rises with voices frail
Seek Da'ath as torrents scream
Wisdom fades in fevered dream
The tree rotted and fruit decayed
Soul and sanity now flayed
Imprisoned
Darkness haunts the sometimes scary
Memories creating my imaginary
Torrents of abuse that I feel
Tortured by what isn't real
Medicated to believe I lied
Insanitys edge my mind has died
Slowly my feelings paralyzed
Nightmaric ashes burn my eyes
My mind races my body shakes
Within this hell I'm awake
Shadows lurk in this room
My personalities they consume
Staring at white blank walls
From the heavens rainbows fall
Am I my alter ego
Or someone I used to know
Filled with madness raging mad
Lost in this crazy dream I had
Imprisoned here no more to give
My minds asylum where I live
Memories creating my imaginary
Torrents of abuse that I feel
Tortured by what isn't real
Medicated to believe I lied
Insanitys edge my mind has died
Slowly my feelings paralyzed
Nightmaric ashes burn my eyes
My mind races my body shakes
Within this hell I'm awake
Shadows lurk in this room
My personalities they consume
Staring at white blank walls
From the heavens rainbows fall
Am I my alter ego
Or someone I used to know
Filled with madness raging mad
Lost in this crazy dream I had
Imprisoned here no more to give
My minds asylum where I live
Written by Mstrmnd1923
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Milling the shallow
insanity never felt this smooth—
As the lone misbegotten,
the forgotten,
the frail
Fermenting behind placid torrents of scale
The spoils of the tincture
The madman who bellows
In shafts of a scripture
In the pages that yellow
Impassioned
Dishonest
Contained with mixed hallow
The devil’s disdain
is in milling the shallow
Written by Everavalon
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Hellhole
Icy phalanges pierce into my Achilles heel
Dragging me
To drown in an endless stream
Wrapped with celluloid of figments
Bubbles of sanity escape me
Drifting until they reach the surface and vanish
Leaving me asphyxiated
With the maniac below
In a rendezvous
To erode my senses
Strip me of any lucid vision that remains
Sinking to rock-bottom
Consumed by shadowed torrents
Coalescing with the pitch-black
Infesting the hellhole within
My hollow psyche
Dragging me
To drown in an endless stream
Wrapped with celluloid of figments
Bubbles of sanity escape me
Drifting until they reach the surface and vanish
Leaving me asphyxiated
With the maniac below
In a rendezvous
To erode my senses
Strip me of any lucid vision that remains
Sinking to rock-bottom
Consumed by shadowed torrents
Coalescing with the pitch-black
Infesting the hellhole within
My hollow psyche
Written by Lilliputian
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TOIL
Upon barren fields, no crops to sow
Where life becomes rorulent
These forsaken yields, they rotted slow
When doom became apparent
Within memories now, those torrents gone
To greener lands beyond here
Yet still I shall toil until the dawn
For there's nothing left to fear
Written by UbiquitousVoid
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Torrents of Insanity
Restless, unsettled preoccupation
manic, unstable ideation
pervasive thoughts for protection
maladapted process of intellection
Ill equipped to manage bracing
obsessive thinking, frantic pacing
no relief, comfort chasing
cannot cease the endless racing
Darkness envelopes, neurosis and anxiety
trembling, unsteady, unable to see
afflicted and condemned by society
mind fractured in torrents of insanity
manic, unstable ideation
pervasive thoughts for protection
maladapted process of intellection
Ill equipped to manage bracing
obsessive thinking, frantic pacing
no relief, comfort chasing
cannot cease the endless racing
Darkness envelopes, neurosis and anxiety
trembling, unsteady, unable to see
afflicted and condemned by society
mind fractured in torrents of insanity
Written by mel44
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Torrents of Hallucinations
I am merely a black silhouette in the room.
Something plagued by the dreaded psychosis.
I am a burnt out shell of my summery youthful self.
Every moment has a wintry hallucination -
flurries of racing thoughts rage in the gales within.
Formless voices cascading into my ears!
Flooding with intensity, once a trickle into my mind,
This spate of external stimuli - this succession -
this outpouring from the nothingness that is the air - a rushing stream of the imagined!
This frequent dejection, caused by
the swirling of negative thoughts deluging within,
torrents of abuse committed by invisible hands!
With invisible tongue which lashes at me -
With invisible eyes which stare at me -
These torrents of hallucinations!
With hailstones of depressive thoughts piling,
And weighing heavily down onto my soul
after barraging my innocence -
Scratching what is left alive within to wake up!
Something plagued by the dreaded psychosis.
I am a burnt out shell of my summery youthful self.
Every moment has a wintry hallucination -
flurries of racing thoughts rage in the gales within.
Formless voices cascading into my ears!
Flooding with intensity, once a trickle into my mind,
This spate of external stimuli - this succession -
this outpouring from the nothingness that is the air - a rushing stream of the imagined!
This frequent dejection, caused by
the swirling of negative thoughts deluging within,
torrents of abuse committed by invisible hands!
With invisible tongue which lashes at me -
With invisible eyes which stare at me -
These torrents of hallucinations!
With hailstones of depressive thoughts piling,
And weighing heavily down onto my soul
after barraging my innocence -
Scratching what is left alive within to wake up!
Written by gothicsurrealism
(Daniel Long)
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