lunacyA Poem by Emily QuinnTwisting delusions of sane insanity Spiralling, spinning through false reality. kaleidoscope visions of bursting colour welcomed madness’ arranged contours. Open doors of unthinkable mystery To worlds developed of pure clownery. Endless corridors of bazaar magic Rising, falling, warping, illogic. Where time moves to its own accord Where one moment your roofed, the next your floored. Nonsensical babbles echo around Grinning, giggling shadows surround. When up is down and left is right Forwards is backwards and day is night When the sky is the sea and the sand is the wind Then alas, in lunacy your mind is pinned. Crazy is normal and people strange The walls speak, their chatter deranged. Never knowing which way is which Makes you feel like you’re the glitch. But when confusion swarms the mind And sanity is left behind When madness takes over control Its not always bad to join the whole. © 2010 Emily QuinnAuthor's Note
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11 Reviews Added on March 14, 2010 Last Updated on March 14, 2010 AuthorEmily QuinnCanadaAboutWell. . . it's now 2020. I used to be an extremely active member here on Writerscafe before 3 University degrees, a kid and life happened. I haven't been active on this site in eight years but am now.. more..Writing
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