Daytime Chaos

Sometimes the world is too loud
As chaos from noise consumes
The air vibrates with mixtures
Of congested sounds that vary

Voices scatter across the day
In all different vocal tones
An assault on ears that listen
As they ascend with rapid fire

People move with crazy ideas
In a manic state of hustle
That propels them at rushed speeds
Life pushes them with grand force

Too much fast paced commotion
Tramples the bright daylight hours
As it blinds the world with routines
That distract from needed peace

A top that spins too quickly
It goes around in circles
That make the stomach queasy
From the motion that sickens

Silently the brain screams within
As time ticks by in disarray
While the world bellows its need
To achieve a multitude of things

The mind patiently waits for night
When the octaves are lowered
To a tolerable volume
That the spirit can handle

Reviews

[Pete]

the spinning top is a grand metaphor for your point. seems no one stops to smell the roses anymore. i hate when i'm driving and someone behind me is in a hurry and gets angry at me for not going faster because they are in a hurry to go nowhere. just because they are doesn't mean that i am. as my muse wrote long ago, "I was not born to be forced. I will breathe after my own fashion." - Thoreau

[Poetic Beauty]

Exactly we are not made for all work and no fun. Also sometimes during the day people and the world in general are too lound

[Pete]

i agree. keep it down. some people aren't happy unless they're making a racket. evenings are a special time when you can think in peace.

[Davidgeo]

If alcoholic beverages were magically forced to be half the percentage I'm confident that we would see at least a 33% drop in domestic disturbances across the board worldwide. Probably more like 66% if we're being honest. Also we would probably see a decline in personality disorder and the like... imagine if marijuana got a societal foothold before alcohol did... the world would be an objectively better place I think.
I bet Pete smokes weed.

[Poetic Beauty]

Absolutely Pete. It’s a time for quiet thoughts and reflection

[emmajoygreen]

To each his or her own - nowadays means a choice between life and a living death - that is choosing self-destruction.. as some do.

[Ken Simm.]

I wear digital hearing aids with programmes for various situations. Just you wait there will be aids for feelings soon as well. I enjoyed this.
The surprise will then be gone. But not in this poem.

[Soren]

True day is too rushed in our time and society. I choose to find peace in withdrawing to nature and the night. Too much rush to find nothing too many people in a frenetic dance that only ends in exhaustion and death itself. Beautifully described in this poem is that agitation and push.

[Poetic Beauty]

That was the exact feeling when I wrote this poem. Overwhelmed by the frantic nature of people rushing about

[jacob erin-cilberto]

nothing like quiet, peaceful nights...to get away from the chaotic days that seem to explode into confusion as to what is right what is wrong and the routines that get us in trouble.
I am listening now....the volume is quite low...but I still hear the murmuring of spirits
that pray for us to come to our senses.
j.

[Poetic Beauty]

Very well said. That is my exact feeling and idea I put into this poem. Daytime can be TOO MUCH!! The movement of people and their minds sets a bit overloading somedays

[carl]

having moved to a large city recently I can identify well with your complaint of chaos - I sit at a traffic light and stare at all the cars all the people all the " world bellowing its need" and think - why don't you all go home where are they going as "Life pushes them with grand force" slow down your moving too fast - "got to make the morning last - stop kicking up the cobblestones, life is for fun and feeling groovy" - I miss my small town and dead end street and quiet neighbors. thanks for the post appreciated your anxiety - carl

[Poetic Beauty]

So I live in a smaller town but there is a tone of traffic because we are by two major highways and people got from one town to the next and drive through where I live. It is crazy to watch the traffic go by when I’m at work. All the people going here and there at indecent speeds of frantic “need to be” mode.

As the night drifts in the people seem to calm down and the traffic near nothing by 10 pm. There is a peace and silence that comes with the night fall

[carl]

You have depicted your life scene very well - enjoyed the read

[John the Baptist]

Has the sound of rush hour. People definitely do get into semi manic states when on the expressway for several miles. Throw in a bridge opening and you're dealing with people prone to violence. I just hope I never get caught on the expressway during a hurricane. I might be tempted to leave the vehicle and flee on foot.

[Poetic Beauty]

I don’t like driving. I do it and sometimes I enjoy it but many times the crazy chaos makes me batty. I’m with you on the bridge issue. I’d be tempted to flee on foot.

[Thomas W Case]

Powerful work. You convey the business of the world and people very well here with your imagery.

[Poetic Beauty]

Sometimes the world is too loud and overloads my senses. Most days I can time out the background noise but sometimes it’s crazy and chaotic

[Tom]

Yup, I so concur, the masses accordingly will be in agreement, that loud noise hyperbole from the pulpits can sway options, opinion even before the dust has had time to settle, gotta be rational before a new day dawns..

[Poetic Beauty]

The world for me sometimes is too fast and too pound and overloads my brain and senses

[Tumi]

that the day we meet everytime
nothing changes for good
if you look deep
we human messed with nature
a great piece
thanks for sharing

[Poetic Beauty]

Thank you for reading. The world can be a bit too fast sometimes

[Tumi]

yeah
you are always welcome