A Mad Man Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

In reason he does not rest,
Like a wind ever impatient,
Acts irrationally like Othello,
At times appears childish so.

Humane feeling is not there,
In his heart's sphere,
Utters words with no balance,
A full-fledged nonsense.

He keeps on defaming others,
Is awfully jealous,
Of others' success and entirely deformed,
Is his attitude.

He is a fool of fools,
His insanity rules,
Over his conscience,
Devoid of the least sense.

The endeavour to teach him is futile,
He keeps on with his idiotic style,
May God bless him,
May he dwell in wisdom.