You Made Me Mad Poem by Gajanan Mishra

True, I am mad,
It is you
Who made me mad.
I am here with
Your trees, birds,
Flowers, fruits,
Water, air,
And with
Colourful sky.
I am mad
With my vision
With my knowledge.
Now, I feel
It has got
No meaning here
Either for me
Or for any one.
You are driving me out,
But I am not here
To go anywhere.
And how can I go-
A great question
And even you have
No answer.
You can say me a fool,
Yet I know what
I feel, what I observe
What I witness
Here at this time.
I am your part
I am not denying.
Yet I am here
With my separate identity.
I am mad, you are telling,
Okay then, no matter,
But I am here for you,
And I know you are here
Only for me
With all these items
That are changing
From moment to moment.
Let me live here
With all happiness,
With all dreams
Like an ordinary mad man
In dust-whirl.
I am ready, and ready
Fully for upward or
Downward feather.