Abijah as coming region
Madness, the pictorial onlooker
Human wish not to be the actor
Eyes are eying my madness
I know that I am mad
Madness of mine is far from doorstep
Like an Elephant that threatens wilderness
Allow the region to celebrate my madness
Cos pen seems to interfere in evil forest blaze
I am mad, I know
Underestimate not my madness
Whenever darkness husband light
Study the anger of frogs
Inspect the fury of toads
Waiting for hours that put on unadulterated
garment
Study them to believe my madness
My madness is not cockroach's wing
But bird's pinion
I am mad
My ink remain mad
Until you dare not my madness
Then my madness will be massacred
But now, I remain mad
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Laugh! And, don't be mad with anything in life; because, life is very complex to understand at times. Nice work.