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My Kind of Madness

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mysteriouslady
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Thats it, just that title and go for it?

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mysteriouslady
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Oh heavens no...I was just making sure I understood what you are expecting from the poems is all.:)

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fathermadness
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When your eyes starts to bleed
and the blood trickles down your check
into the cracks that have come from age
and its slowly moves to the corner of your mouth
and you taste the warm salty sickness
you wipe the corner of your mouth
with the back of your hand  
you start to whimper
a soft low whine
and wonder why

huddled in a fetal position
arms around your knees
blood dripping bruised and broken
wondering if this is my kind of madness

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calamitygin
Jennifer Michael McCurry
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My kind of Madness


I pray the hebrew word Selah, meaning
Be still praise God.

Goes unanswered.

Stillness unheard of in my manic mad mind.

Ramblingthoughtrunoneintotheotherramblingthrough my aching head.

Thoughts turn images of picking back up the bottle to numb my demons.

Unruly dancers in my thoughts they are.

I wonder how long i can white knuckle grasp holding onto self....

Oh please God, Selah! Hear me!

Can'tgobackcan'tgobackcan'tgoback!!!

Hell here, in my head and heavy soul.

Hell here in my heavy heart.


mysteriouslady
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My Kind Of Madness

Lurking and hiding
making himself known  
Only and always when I was all alone

Certain fear was instilled on purpose
knowing I was and would be forever weak
He was the only one that made me a freak

Even though his version was the one I tried to make disappear
For I was the only he held dear
This is his sadness and yet its my madness

Once he left, his scars were too deep to be healed
That first taste of him, was all that needed to be revealed
Masterful madness crocheted into my mind

His webs have been spun
My soul has come undone
I once fell fiercely in love...

Lena-underneath
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Hush

you awaited 
prepared 
for that sucker 
punch 
to rattle your 
bones 
into ashes and 
smoke 
elements you 
put out 
soaked in muddy 
shores 

another heart on 
standby 
while you flame the 
kindle 
buckle up and 
hush 
re-gifting life with 
patches 
walk the walk 
not 
talk the talk 

crumple your 
dreams 
in a bucket list 
scatter 
the shreds in briny 
tears 
let it soak your 
lonely grave 
amongst 
unknown peers 


BoFantastic
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My Kind Of Krazy

I sharpen my finger nails
because I have an itch I need to scratch
on somebody's neck.
I sharpen my teeth
because I am hungry
for respect.
Where can I find a good diner,
a place I can watch people eat?
I like to view my dinner discrete.
The happier they are, the tastier they are.
I'm the kind of krazy
that likes a little humanity
with his biscuits and gravy.

calamitygin
Jennifer Michael McCurry
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Bofantasic

I dig the fuck outta this.....
What a last line!

Jonny212
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I didn't count the words and I am sorry but this competition caught my mind's eye and I just wanted to post this and thank Neurotic for opening a competition like this one.


My Kind of Madness?
  Sure


My kind of madness plays games with my head.
It lets them talk and lets me think.
What can some twin 9mm do in 30 minutes?
How would your head look on a silver platter?
What would happen if you disrespected me with no crowd around?
What would happen if you grew some balls?
I think I would cut them off and feed them to your wife.
Then I would stick her in a room with some vicious dogs in heat.
Tie her up and let them have at it while I watch.
We will both watch.
We can even use your pebbles as a gag before I make her swallow your false pride.

You fucking pig!

My madness is a last resort that will never be used unless I need to go to the land of no fucks!
My madness will orchestrate a reunion of those  who I truly hate,
then the fun can begin.
Swinging meat hooks with family members identifiable by limbs with names etched on.
I'll feed you propaganda from the holy book,
as I basque in my sin.
Don't worry guys like me don't drink that kind of kool-aid.
I'll go out in a blaze of self justified glory.

 I never tried bio-engineering period and I'm no doctor.
I'll apologize now for the mess from malpractice.
Other than that my mercy will not be present for you.
I feel this way about a chosen few.
It was not how I was,
but how you made me.
Yet still this madness will remain dormant,
I love more than I hate and when it comes to love and hate they are almost neck and neck.
Don't give me anymore reasons.

You can't ask why silly little kids shoot up schools or men go postal,
if you know what its like to be caste away by conformity.
Trust me readers I'm not a mad man but If i could kill and get away I would.
This isn't me talking.
Its just my madness manifested into what seems like a welcoming light.
Honestly its easier to hold that madness down with peace, love and good weed.
So I try to do so.
This small piece of what I know I can do will stay locked in my horror box.
I'll go back to living the norm for now.

If you think I'm crazy,
I'm not I just know when to let it out.
23 years and no issues.
Lets keep it that way.
:)

http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/215721-my-kind-of-madness/


It felt like therapy when I wrote this thank you.
Just to add I am not insane, I just hold a lot in.

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