Memnoth Posted March 2, 2012 Report Share Posted March 2, 2012 So I have had an interest in writing things, though they often become short because I have ADD, so instead of writing a novel, I wrote a couple of poems. I hope you enjoy. Constructive criticism is also welcome. The Madman There is this man, living in my lair Yes I see him there, everyday, almost at my care Sometimes, I look at him, here, from my place Every time, he is staring, right back at my face On the other side, through the opening of the door Always watching, I wonder, as I shift my look down to the floor Always, when I see him, in the periphery of my eye He follows me, as fast as he was I How does he know, I am growing mad My every move he mimics, as if my mind he had But this, only when I see him with my eyes, he does My loathe for him affects my very sanity, what a fuss Today I say, this is enough, I never laugh because he is mad, and this is deeply sad I threaten him, with a body gesture, at last He threatens me back, amazingly, as fast Insane I ran, to the kitchen, grabbing me my knife With this I thought, I will end his very life Stabbing him, hoping to slice his main artery vein But this is dim, I don't hear his verbal agony pain Instead, what reaches my very ear, fulfills my every fear Oh how I see, that the man who lost his sanity, was really me I gaze upon one broken bit, of my dear mirror, which I had clearly hit The alcoholic A face without mind, a sufferer behind Deep mental urge, for the only purge Thrall of a bottle, an endless battle Floating through the street, as carried by my feet Void of terror, introspecting my error Confabulate, extemporize Anything to realize As though sirens lure, I can't find my cure This aching pain, destroying my brain Memories mirrored past, they are lost at last A bizarre test, an unmanagable quest Delirium manifest, greeted by my final rest Thank you for reading. 3 Link to comment
Ghormeh Sabzi Posted March 2, 2012 Report Share Posted March 2, 2012 You have talent my friend. These poems are powerful and have a good flow to them. 1 Link to comment
Memnoth Posted April 27, 2012 Author Report Share Posted April 27, 2012 As the bully smirks his battle ready inclination, my shattered self control displays vindication, I will break his mental foundation. - When the air rumbles through the echoing footprints on your flesh torn bones, when you have become the very maggot swarming dirt you stand upon, shall you fall. - And when the smothered essence of your humanity screams in the dark, I shall shackle your last instinct as your drowning body sinks into the twitching panic of realization. - As the shadow of your former self stares into the abyss of death, only the pale resentment of your corpse will gaze back. - In the halls of oblivion, the wheezing remnants of flesh will crawl again to claim the thrall that you have become. I choose though not to fight, as I am blinded by my self loving vanity, my mind demands pure clarity. Never will he comprehend the corrosive judgement that was going to be placed upon his smiling hollow soul of shallow insignificance. Link to comment
morbide Posted April 28, 2012 Report Share Posted April 28, 2012 As ghormeh said, you really have talent! What you write is really touching, keep up the good work! Link to comment
Memnoth Posted May 4, 2012 Author Report Share Posted May 4, 2012 I am the arithmetic arbiter of parametric eternity, the sole substantive unexpurgated presence of symmetrical destiny. Conjugator of both beginning and the end, a floating symbol of the linear time coefficient. I am the subjective variable of defined presence in space and duration, a super organism composed by the collective of history, culture, knowledge, diversity and society. I am us. We are one. Link to comment
Memnoth Posted June 24, 2012 Author Report Share Posted June 24, 2012 Behind you is a presence, semi-existent as defined by its essence This faceless mask of terror, smashing through your ego mirror Soon to put a hand on your shoulder, your heart will turn to boulder Palpitations will greet you at last, for your mind has deemed the threat as vast Creation of a stray thought, the antagonist of your very will is locked A freezing moment of despair, this feeling of an unknown glare But do not look back, for your mind may conjure another trap Link to comment
Memnoth Posted January 31, 2013 Author Report Share Posted January 31, 2013 Societal fanatics confined by norms, I for one reject this combined force. Though occurred to me that unbound by these to be, is being weird for the sake of being weird. So alas I am bound again, though higher perception I have found, this perspective of humankind. Link to comment
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