The Beautiful Mind Of Madness Poem by Jay Kaminski

The maddening wall of wonder!
Thoughts they flow endlessly,
racing at the speed of light,
propelling down a withered rope,
and rising once again to conquer——
To surmount, to seize, to master.

The strenuous stream of sorrow!
Seeking forgiveness, like a hawk does prey,
pheening for the future, like a junkie a fix.
Gagging on life, choking on time,
Breathlessly seek, but never to find.
Wither, wither away,
like rose pedals so fragile,
so frail, so feeble.

The beautiful mind of madness!
Glowing, like a beacon of light,
Glimmering, gleaming, bouncing from one wall to the next,
shining, so vibrant it's glow daunting, it's glare deadly.
Hopping on ideas like the freight trains of the west,
sinking on thought as if though, quicksand.
Perception so vivid, image so clear,
colours so pure, brilliance in motion!
Sounds so crisp, they shoot down your spine,
flourish below, and leave silently and briskly,
to be replaced by the new waves of madness.
Beauty so grand, you'd deem it a dream.