The Insane Poem by Parameswaran Nair Damodaran Nair
The Insane
Sketches he on the roadside walls
Pictures vague with charcoal bits
Colour them with dark uncertainty
Blackness Invades the colour pot
Surrenders brightness to shadows
Displacing and imprisoning the light
Struggles of a glowfly to crack the shell
Suffocation of a rainbow amid clouds
Suppressed thunderbolt's urge to crack
Long, long nights with shining moonlight
Reluctant to dawn and let in warm sunlight
Into the chills of the long winters of life
The clock stands still confusing to move
The hands of time tired of incessant toil
To left or right and at what time to strike
Bothers not on breakfast, lunch or dinner
Nor on dress code nor the nudity uncovered
Behind the tattered rags around the waist
Throwing stones? Afraid of the poor shadow?
The wounds you inflict will turn to a volcano
And the emissions will char our civilisation
Congratulations to the poet for this wonderful poem ranking within the Top Hundred Poems on PoemHunter. Perfectly deserved, still a marvellous achievement. Congratulations again
A most poignant picture of a mentally unstable life. How people, including own family members, treat them is a matter of acute pain. A picturesque representation.profoundly poetic.
I am glad that this poem has been placed among the best 100 member poems
The fine imagery of this verse, helps to bring a sad reality to light. Kindness should be the only response to illness.
Thank you very much dear poet. When anybody in need of kindness is seen treated otherwise it really aches
A touching and thoughtful poem. We must show kindness to those who are less privileged in life. A well crafted and expressed poem with wonderful images. To my Poem List.
Revisit to share the happiness that this poem has been placed among the best 100 member poems
Thanks a lot dear poetess. It is cruel and uncivic to ill-treat a mentally unstable person
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Leaving their jobs and daily earnings they were engaged to stone pelting. A scar to society. Very nice poem.
Thank you very much dear AKP. I wonder why people do not understand the actuality