I like it when I feel lonely in sleepless nights,
Turning over pages while churning over thoughts,
Solving equations and looking at world's sights
Through my mind palace.
My lonely mind palace is cluttered and a total mess,
Sprawling across miles, bawling in joy and agony;
It rumbles in raucous laughter, crumbles in sweet distress--
Such is my mind palace.
Time and space have no dominion over it, it's too lonely
For them to put their heads in a place no one cares about;
Writhing in 'sacre bleu's, blithe in feigning to be the only
To care about my mind palace.
It feels good to breathe in the air, of flatulence and petrichor
Gleefully in coitus, like they have nowhere else to be;
The crescent moon meekly dances with pheasants and Bohr
As he orbits around my mind palace.
"Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free" --
Stimulated by the free, circled by an idiot's (my) hands...
Only if it were to be, it's just a stupid dream I see
While proving Snell's Law using Huygen's wave theory --
...All within the confines of my mind palace.
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It's rather amusing to read, and honestly I would not come up with something as comedic yet somehow relatable as this even if I tried!
My favourite part would easily be;
"Time and space have no dominion over it, it's too lonely
For them to put their heads in a place no one cares about;
Writhing in 'sacre bleu's, blithe in feigning to be the only
To care about my mind palace."
The narrator/you referring to themselves as an Idiot is equally as relatable, as one does when stuck in class and not understanding anything!
I actually love how chaotic and intellectual this feels in the best way. It feels like someone who thinks too much in the middle of the night and somehow turns that into art instead of just overthinking in silence. The “mind palace” idea ties everything together so well — it’s not random, it’s structured chaos. And that’s kind of iconic.
The mix of deep emotional stuff with science references? That’s so cool. Like you’re literally moving from loneliness to equations to physics to poetry about the moon. It feels like a brain that never shuts off, but instead of hiding that, you made it the whole point.
Also, the tone is dramatic but self-aware. The little moments like calling yourself an idiot in parentheses — that honesty makes it feel human. It doesn’t sound like a textbook. It sounds like someone talking to themselves at 2 a.m. and accidentally creating something powerful.
I also love how the poem feels expansive. Time and space not having dominion? That’s such a big idea, but it fits because a “mind palace” is literally limitless.
Thanks for the review, foxgirl! :p
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In my opinion this poem is perfectly humorous (slightly painful)!!
In the poem, you describe your mind as a mind palace which is cluttered and a total mess.
In the poem you describe both happiness and anguish which I appreciate very much as I have had too many melancholic poems for the week (You get extra points for that 😭)
Your choice of words overall is strong
However flatulence and petrichor??? That was some contrast
It was just filled with so many iconic lines that I personally might not relate to as of now, but they were indeed joyful to read.
Again pheasants AND BOHR?? (See this is why I said it was slightly painful)
I can't really judge you on the basis of the poetic devices you've used because I don't write or read poem usually (YWS has forced me to read all those poem)
However this poem was mental peace and whatnot!
love, peace and absolute bs
Nandini
Thanks for the review, Nandini! Just studying for my ISC Physics exam on Monday, got bored, and thought, "Hey, why not write a poem about being bored while studying stuff??" And then this happened lol
Thanks again! I hope it was a painful in a good way :p
You're welcome
And yes, it was definitely painful in a good way
Also writers have the power of making great art as such from the weirdest things and thoughts.
I hope you do good on that exam!
Late reply, but I did indeed get a 96 on it! Thanks for your well-wishes!
Yayyyyy