We Poets Cultivate Insanity Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

We Poets Cultivate Insanity



nice look pleases the sky

pronounced loudly the line poetic
someone behind howled at once
angrily to make me stop...

- why dear
- look can't please the sky
sky controls our look

quarreling not my nature
simply turned back and again
shouted loudly

- sky dances with our smile

and the man with anger
also turned behind
not to face an insane!

Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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