The Verse-4 Poem by Drkgbalakrishnan Kandangath

The Islet-drkgb
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The insane know not
The insanity;
For that’s an islet;
Of deadliness;
Helplessness;
Emptiness;
-An’ of loneliness.

He is alone; there;
Has no other go;
There he’s the ruler;
The ruled; the rule;
The true; the untrue;
-The God; the Satan.

All around the deepness;
The roar; the endlessness;
-The frightening farness.

The pinnacle; the circular shapes;
-Intractable; cruel.

Inside the thick forest;
Along the vast desert;
In the angry ocean;
Not knowing the way;
And the ray;
In the darkness he is!

The newness of the dawn;
The redness of the rising sun;
The ardent love of the lotus;
Also its wink;
Alien to him!

There are no cute dusks
In his imagination!

The eagerness of the dear;
-The cadence of life
Are not caressing him!

No sunrise, no sunshine;
No full moon for him.

No hopes of starry sky;
No good or evil;
No thoughts;
No hues;
No music!

The maniac doesn’t know;
The mania-
An’ that is his only consolation!
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6-11-2012