Nonsense
a chime ticks in a window
my head grows a pulse
thump thump thump thump
silence.
static violins whisper
buzzing electricity annoying
i fear this is the final night,
ride my dreams into deaths carriage
what is going on up there?
a little man shedding paper and smoking a cigar
in my head.
I need air, I can't swallow.
the truth?
the lie?
yeah there stuck.
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
BeardedPoet
I'm an aspiring poet from the small town of Newbury Park. I'm currently in my graduating year of high school and was first inspired to write by the movie "Dead Poets Society". My favorite poets are Dylan Thomas and Christopher Poindexter. I have all of my poems documented on Hellopoetry.com and on my Instagram @wise_man_poetry. I mostly write free verse about my experiences and interpretations of my surroundings. I'm greatly inspired by human behavior and nature. I hope to publish a book of my collected poems in the future.
View all poems →Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.