The Star, The Poet, And The Madman Poem by Mar Mad
The Star, The Poet, And The Madman
I looked up the night sky
and saw a lonely star
I tried to send my greeting from afar
But I thought I was wrong after a bit
It wasn' t a lonely star after all but the brightest
Look beyond and you' ll see
Things aren' t always seem
As we thought they supposed to be
I met a homeless man
Out in the street
And I felt sorry for him and his fate
But I realize I was wrong one day
When he handed me a beautiful poetry
Look beyond and you' ll see
Things aren' t always seem
As we thought they supposed to be
And then there' s this madman
Sitting beside the riverbank
I felt the weight of enslavery of one' s mind
But then I was wrong again
For in his twisted reality he was a freeman
Look beyond and you' ll see
Things aren' t always seem
As we thought they supposed to be
Look beyond and you' ll see When he handed me a beautiful poetry For in his twisted reality he was a freeman Yessssssss soo true. Look beyond and you will see. Very fine theme and idea you are presenting.. you are very original and creative in your thought pattern.. thank you dear poetess.
A wise poetic imagination, Marilou. You may like to read my ars poetica named as (Poetic Sense-1) Thanks
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I met a homeless man Out in the street And I felt sorry for him and his fate.. look he was a poet........ wonderful.. yes things are different as we see.. thank you for this realisation.dear poetess. genova
Thank you Genova!