Best Insanity Poems

Insanity or Death

Life begins with insanity~~
~Your soul is kicking and screaming, 

Ready to exit with the touch of human hands.
Insanity rides on a gallant stallion ready to pant.
Hides in the mind, mourning its captive soul. 
Ready to breach over holding its breath.
Projecting in and out...

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Last year, her imagination went double
So she ignored her previous schedule.
She put all her dreams inside of clear jars,
Decorated with different, assorted stars.

She believed if she always kept things rounded,
She would also succeed in keeping life grounded.
So she would circle every found square
Believing it demonstrated...

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Poetry is my insanity


Poetry is my insanity, 
sparks collected on flat mirrored walls,
frantic phrases floating
in a spectrum’s pulsating palette, 
picturing Dali-esque icicle melted webs
and chromatic landscapes
blurring in the distance

Dancing to the demented sounds
of brain cells singing, Zappa inspired
A cappella rhythmic compositions,
ringing monotone echoes
in between Jupiter...

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Everywhere i look i see absence,
Even past barbed wire fences,
And it seems all life is past tense.
My whole body then tenses.

Is this a prison,
Because the sight is not by choice,
Life is becoming but a vision.
Random glimpses leaves me with no voice.

I cant speak about what...

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Self-harming cries out for help,
from a pit of depression.
For like a ghost, happiness
seems scary and elusive.

Those who are cutting reject
trite platitudes of pity.
For their pain hurts and has been
festering inside since birth.

Shards of insanity cut
into insignificance.
And reality adapts
to constant agitation.

Sparked by emotional needs,
panic ignites kindled...

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I don’t believe there is such a thing as a mirror,
Because this so called reflection is not really me.
I think he is a stranger that moved  into my house,
For the man that I see is somewhat,  ugly.

I think he built  this life...

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Yes, Let's Do it. Election Insanity.
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Yes! Let us have all felons vote!
Better yet, let's muddy the "Swamp"
Have known killers run for Congress.
Perhaps, even be our President.
Indeed, the Americans have gone looney.

Must be chugging down really cheap wine.
Or smoking tons of powerful Ganga.
Don't forget the OxyContin...Whooh!
Let's...

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Afternoon musing, not quite content,
Wondering where the time all went -
The time not really given, only lent.

The first day of fourth grade,
In the next desk a new girl stayed,
With honey colored hair all in a braid.

It would not be easy to concentrate.
How could a teacher...

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My life has been...
Egotistically hypo-manic 
Systematic and tragic
Insanity looms like a ghost in the attic

Ive been in five point restraints
Because of my mental state
Ive been driven by fate
And the need to create

Somedays Im up, Im higher then high
So high above the birds that fly in...

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No one knows- Am I the "freak" they talk about? (Yes)
No one cares- "You're nobody and no one likes you." (I know)
And no one tries- "I don't want to hear anything you have to say!" (Fine)
To see what's inside- The pain; the emotional and physical...

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Insanity

That insane
In the dark corner
of the narrow lane
helpless and hesitant
because she’s dumb

That insane 
laughing on her voice
scratching her body,
and  innocent face
blackened of
taints of madness.
A little lady in 
tattered clothes
alone in crowd
searching someone
of her own.

People laugh at her
and she laughs back
with dazzled eyes
in sparkling
lights of...

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You say you want me to be free,
but really you just don't want me. 

Now i'm drowning in my pain,
standing in the pouring rain. 

How this fell apart is such a shame.
You made this in to some game. 

You were just in it because you...

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Winnie, wild-eyed, went insane
and sang “Happy Birthday” in the rain, 
while she washed away her bloody pain.

Now all day long she sings that song,
she sings it loud, she sings it strong,
walled in where she does not belong.

For not unlike her maddened mind,
her bony body’s been...

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(one-act play)

The patient

They call it a sickness, a psychosis, an insanity, but I know: this is the leverage 
by means of which I can set the wheels of the universe in motion. All I need is to find the last fragment they hide from me...

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"I'm hearing images, I'm seeing songs no poet has ever painted
Voices call out to me, straight to my heart"

Cold, emotionless, and her nature, defiant 
Hard to connect with as well as unreliant
A boarding school for outcasts such as Wednesday
Revenge for brother, brings on her sinister...

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