Koyamparambath Satchidanandan

Pulloot, Thrissur district, Kerala, India
Koyamparambath Satchidanandan
Pulloot, Thrissur district, Kerala, India
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The Mad

The mad have no caste
nor religion.They transcend
gender, live outside
ideologies. We do not deserve
their innocence.

Their language is not of dreams
but of another reality.Their love
is moonlight.It overflows
on the full moon day.

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Unnikrishnan E S 29 November 2018

Part 3 We think, their faculties are deficient. But the fact? they alone can hear ants sing in a chorus. Such marvellous expression, an unseen metaphor of rarity.

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Unnikrishnan E S 29 November 2018

Part 2 The people, whom we call mad are far better human beings than us, who we think are sane and sober: The mad have no caste nor religion.They transcend gender, live outside ideologies. We do not deserve their innocence.“

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Unnikrishnan E S 29 November 2018

Another masterly stroke from the great poet. A statement of severe, gruesome introspection “The mad are not Mad like us”

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Bijay Kant Dubey 25 October 2018

The madman going. Have you felt his life? How mad is he? Under the moonlit skies He walking, Walking and talking And going all alone. But we, We more mad than them, What mad people, mad people are we, Say you!

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