Lunatic Poems - Poems about Lunatic

There is a saying that I have heard, And hopefully I've got it down here word for word, 'The Lunatics have taken over the asylum' is what the words say, But I never thought this would apply to the good old US of A. This President is just a big headed chump, One day, I hope he falls with one...

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I haven’t heard from you in a few days My heart is certainly ablaze And you’re probably acrazed Somewhere. My gosh, you haven’t changed your ways My friend, frankly, I continue to be amazed By the gawkiness of your recent stays. It is blue moon again Father Earth is moving like a fleeing felon Who wishes to find a haven Anywhere. Bad habits control old folks And...

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Lunatic leaders Love wars, sins and destruction To save pride and shame....

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She can be a lunatic, she’s mad, stay away! Stay away! These words make me fearlessly happy at the end of the day. For I have been with children for hours, and do not want to play. I growl and show my teeth, snarling and snapping, so they stay away....

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The criteria for involuntary hospitalization are as follows: patients must exhibit dangerous behavior toward themselves or others, they must be helpless and unable to provide for their basic daily needs, and there is a danger of “essential harm” to their mental health if they do not receive mental care.. Note.wehmi, nafsiati, Pagal, nashai, game, over.....

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Zafar Sapari is drug addict and he needs counseling. Khuda tujhay ice shesha aur cocaine say nijaat day......

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Please pardon mine assertion I dared to surmise familiarity with me, an avid reader and prolific writer (mainly to appease personal pleasure) thus upon embarking upon reaching out, your curiosity piqued. Daily onslaught from schoolyard punkish bullies ace thus, storybooks provided haven to experience liberation cowardice, fearfulness, insecurity low opinion regarding base sic selfhood writ large upon, this then diminutive carapace, I firmly...

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upon one or other posterior cheeks of ma bony derriere no lie, the sharp pain of the needle stoically I bore, while my thoughts adrift upon cerebral raft of mental weaknesses de nigh yule lovely bones epitomized by refusal to eat - no hands could pry jaws of death clutched stranglehold on life without bing shy, heavily impinged...

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The majority of mine lxiii years expended delving deep into imagination, yours truly escaped, loosed, thwarted... reality courtesy bookland roaming cerebral cortex terra firmae did not amp pulley satiate seemingly depression found me (an uncompetitive, oversensitive, intuitive, contemplative bookworm) with scrunched pate, a day short and a dollar late one dime a dozen lad hood scrimp and scrape, a familiar pattern...

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Though afflicted with severe panic/anxiety attacks suffering became manifest destiny for decades housed née sequestered in abominable barracks (one common joe biden his time) made debut during prepubescence, ambivalent toward and quite lax concerning mien kampf, when adolescent/puberty at max metamorphosis from boy to man found me strongly in pax averse to growing up Anorexia Nervosa latched did tax developmental height and...

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Lunatic Lunacy Let there be no doubt—the human mind is a curious and most fragile entity in and of itself in all situations. The border line between sanity and lunacy speaks to the fate that some of us in our mortal world must face. A troubled spirit, by the very hand and intent of God, speaks to a cruelty that’s...

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Unhinged lunatic Howling at the Moon On a moonlit late night I sat in a bar Drinking drams of demented, fermented dream dew Just an unhinged lunatic Dreaming of howling at the full moon Watching the world walk by Looking at all the fine-looking babes Walking by the street Thinking wild, erotic thoughts Of endless wild libertine passions When into the bar Walked the most beautiful...

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As donkeys unwilling to leave the green pastures they graze in Never let one force them rearwards into their stable by chin Respectfully but would rather enter headlong eagerly, So did you desire as a fool the last nail in your coffin. You imbecile, and your partners, shall sure fall foul of our hands Even if you ever escape your...

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Belamite Howling at the Moon A belamite sat drinking In a bar On the dangerous left side Of the city of Angels By the rail road tracks In the dark dangerous part of town Where the police fear to tread And the tourists never came Twenty drinks too sober The belamite drank His way to hell One bourbon, one scotch And one beer Drinking alone With...

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Heretic, lunatic, slug went to tea. Two were crazy but then there was me. Raunchy laughter loud Truly insane proud. Restaurant clapped when we left there finally....

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