Owain Glyn


Insanity - Poem by Owain Glyn

Blood red rain inside my head,
Forms pools, where sanity has fled.
Screaming, putrid, moaning ghouls,
Play mindless games, with fatal rules.

Butchered priests, wave hand less arms,
While rotting whores display their charms.
Crippled jesters, grin and dance,
As long blind gamblers take a chance.

Politicians, fat with vice,
Give sin soaked Judges, bad advice.
Starving children, beg for aid,
From barbed wire cages, parents made.

I swim within my poisoned bile,
Condemned, and sentenced, without trial.
I scream for help, from all creation,
Knowing there is no salvation.
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Owain Glyn


Poet's Notes about The Poem

A look inside a troubled mind.

Comments about Insanity by Owain Glyn

  • Silver Star - 4,107 Points Diane Hine (5/16/2013 7:29:00 AM)

    A truly terrifying vision and the pace is rhythmic and relentless! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 184 Points Karen Sinclair (5/15/2013 11:31:00 AM)

    a perfect description of the lost moments i have lived far too often although my experiences have been of different visions...the third section struck a chord tyvm karen (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,267 Points Ace Of Black Hearts (5/13/2013 6:43:00 PM)

    Indeed beautiful poem, there is no escaping the clutches of insanity, there is only enduring it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 13, 2013


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