I'm mad; You are mad,
Madness hovers all around.
Your rendezvous-my pride,
Your shame-my accessory,
Your secret-my identity,
You are bound; I'm free.
What you state in hush
I speak with a flush.
You are for public-opinion
I never join this dominion.
Haha! !
Mad we both are....
your suppressed, Mine expressed
your fear, my truth
your sanity, my mimicry
your loss, my privilege
your blame, my claim.
Poor scary creature you are!
Listen...
Believe me,
All are mad.
So, Be Real!
Unscrew your Truth
& grab the limited package:
Name- Life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem