Identity, two poles apart
Misconstrued and misunderstood like a mirage
Walking with melancholic thoughts in a hostile surround
Reeling with joy carelessly in the limits unbound
Finding nemesis in the thin air of uncertainty
Relinquishing the bottled up illusions in a canopy of dreams
Like puppets of the unprecedented world leave traces of the stalking ghosts
Loneliness, thy fatal companion conjures the violent outboast
Truth, bizarre lies, gallops through a rampant forest
A silhouette untamed, unchallenged controls the mind so torrid
The thunderbolts and the lightning reluctant to cease
Rain of tranquility rescues the mind from the cancerous disease
A world so bright, serene and unruffled, a reality on canvas
Patience and perseverance, the trusted colors to overcome the uncouth past
Boisterous, blasphemous and unabashed the soul quenches a parched mind
Intoxicated with the disease, it slays the power of reasoning undefined
Fluctuations like blinking stars in the galaxy of complex nerves
Unknown, untouched and unraveled, the mysteries of this incurable world
An eternal hand to climb the mountain and ride the waves of perpetual scar
A hope dawning upon the earth that survives the wrath of the satanic war!!
Image by Fer Galindo (user:FerGalindo980) from Pixabay
Synopsis: A poem about Schizophrenia and Bipolar Disorder. This poem depicts the state of people who are under the clutches of these serious mental conditions. Combined, they are termed as Schizoaffective disorder.