Madness... Poem by Angelina Pandian

[Again, a poem inspired by Premji, I should say! By the way, Sorry Doctor, for using your name, but, you happen to be the only one we all know at poemhunter.]

Madness is normal
Go ask Hitesh, if you doubt
He’ll make it sound so simple
When he lists out stages of normalcy!
Madness of Lady Macbeth
A madness created by self
A not so strong mind
To accept its own strength of will!
Madness of Prince Hamlet
Again we find a mind so weak
Unable to have faith
Easily swayed by words of men!
Madness we find as seen
Through all pages of history or fun
A mind weak, weaker and weakest
An ego in inverse proportion
Combines to produce madness!
Madness affects those who are
And those who with them live
Madness is made a hideous ghost
Of whom we all live in dread!
But, the best madness of all
Is the one which sits in the heart
Driving the person madder still
Yet, beloved by all are,
Those Poets, who keep speaking
To self and listening to space,
Sure signs of madness
Correct me if I am wrong
I know no one else, Doctor
I come to you again,
Who lives all alone - Like
Water drops on lily pads
Each in his own cocoon
True to his soul, weaves and
Spins colourful gossamer wings
For the grumpy, twisted
Prickly caterpillar souls
Of men and help them fly free
Unburdened and without a care
Transported into the world of Poetry!