How is it that you've come to be within my house, my mind; to see perhaps my wizened soul? Make yourself at home, unwind; perhaps even might extol. Don't you mind the many voices and laughter; they're
Welcome to My House, My Mind By: Adam M. Snow
How is it that you've come to be within my house, my mind; to see perhaps my wizened soul? Make yourself at home, unwind; perhaps even might extol. Don't you mind the many voices and laughter; they're just the many sides of me. Calm you down and join me hereafter, indulge in my fruits of insanity.
I hope your stay will be delight, an unpleasant one the most; the hours here may cast a fright, especially when I am the ghost.
Lay you down and rest assure; the hours, the day, the morning-struck shall never come. Give in your fears, it will procure; it yearns to equal a sum. I warn you my house, a labyrinth; get lost would meet your end; you can run and sprint, your attempts would only descend.
Enjoy the nightmares I have to offer, they're quite tragic at the most. Lay your mind within my coffer; give in to your new host. Let it be succumbing, an eternity here if you lose your way. I thank you for coming; I hope you enjoyed your unpleasant stay.
This poem came to me from a comment by UfoAuthor, who had commented on my poem 'Trapped within the Minds of Poe' saying, "Honestly, how would Poe react to this reading? Imaginatively, I think he'd do his best to instil in you that which you fear in jest. "Come, lad, sit in that chair beside my hearth's open grate and let us speak of that upon which you've prate." "How is it that you've come to be within my my house, my mind; to see perhaps my wizened soul... or merely sip my dark soup from your porcelain bowl?" ... to be continued." Thank you for the inspiration.
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Hmm.. thats a picture of how I look when I think I'm loosing it. And nice poe and with poe as an inspiration as well as your friend; I totally see it. Anyways it good poem, may not be the most cheerful poem but, neither was poe's that much either. Well done.
Hmm.. thats a picture of how I look when I think I'm loosing it. And nice poe and with poe as an inspiration as well as your friend; I totally see it. Anyways it good poem, may not be the most cheerful poem but, neither was poe's that much either. Well done.
Poe was an interesting soul...he wrote of darkness, but with almost a tongue and cheek manner at times. I liked this; it fit well with the theme.
I thank you for coming; I hope you enjoyed your unpleasant stay. -- a great line to end a piece like this--darkness brought out into the light, as it were.
Oooh I love the elegant darkness of this. I felt an unshameful welcoming from a slightly demented mindset. I also love that Poe was a part of your inspiration for this. Of course I never knew him personally, but I think he would feel at home in the darkest corners of your mind. ;)
I don't say this to be mean, but Poe had a much better grasp of rhyme and rhythm. I don't mean that this poem isn't enjoyable, I love ones like this... from the dark side. But it needs quite a bit of tinkering to be even close to something Poe might write. My thoughts anyway. :)
This poem is a mind melding experience. How may each of us be changed if we dared to visit the inner working of the mind of Poe, Lincoln, Socrates, Einstein, Shakespeare, Helen Keller, Cleopatra, Homer, James Joyce, John Donne, Milton, or Julius Caesar? I wonder? Some minds are blanks, but others are adventures.
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Mine is a nightmarish of adventures lol, I'm glad you enjoyed it.
"The writer’s mind, can surpass even the most intellectual minds." –Adam M. Snow
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