Insanity Personified

"Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results." ~ Albert Einstein

Like a moth to the fire, to its funeral pyre,

I can't help but singe my wings.

Climbing the spire, higher and higher,

I stay blind to the pain that it brings.

 

Come heaven come hell, I still couldn’t tell,

with wings, tattered and torn.

My dreams hold me prisoner, under their spell,

 as I fall to the ground forlorn.

 

If it’s madness you seek, visit my hell,

don some gossamer wings.

Step through the portal and ring the bell,

and listen to the sirens song it sings.

Reviews

[Alexanda Corrin]

Interesting outtake on insanity. I feel this perfectly conveys Einstein's quote and your own personal outtake on it. I love your chilling control over words, and the rhyme you add in makes the poem flow well whilst contrasting to those non-rhyming words. Overall great price, you make me want to fall of the bandwagon myself!

[Carbon Muse]

Thank you for the complements, it means a lot. It defies logic how the brain can continue with destructive ways even though you are aware of it ... It is like something else is in control and your will is on idle mode.

[B. Boileau]

That's some crazy stuff you've written!
But I don't own a pair of gossamer wings...
a pleasure as always
bill

[Carbon Muse]

Thank you :) What can I say ... crazy is as crazy does xD