Mania - Poem by Clinton Siegle
Mania is raging excitement often hard to find
actual tea parties with the Mad Hatter mania
need to be reminded more of wild tea parties,
in fact; a party with the Mad Hatter is mania.
Towering over the tea-party of delusional madness at night
open to the idea that maybe they are right if happiness is right.
World's difference noticed in a moment of light
eternity reminding us that the mightiest does not make right
exposure to the mental illness of one's life
x-raying life with a new eye on life
potentially thinking that lunacy is the right of life
obsession with the wild dreams of life
live life within laughter of loving right
love laughter for that is right.
sonnet about mania
Comments about Mania by Clinton Siegle
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
- Still I RiseMaya Angelou
- The Road Not TakenRobert Frost
- If You Forget MePablo Neruda
- DreamsLangston Hughes
- Annabel LeeEdgar Allan Poe
- Stopping By Woods On A Snowy EveningRobert Frost
- IfRudyard Kipling
- Do Not Stand At My Grave And WeepMary Elizabeth Frye
- I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love YouPablo Neruda
- TelevisionRoald Dahl