Madman

By M V S Bharadwaj

Madman stood there,

Madman read the air,

Madman tried hard as long as he lived.

Afraid of the darkness,

Afraid of the silence,

Madman always wanted to hold back the sun.

Madman never won,

Madman never learned,

Madman stood there turn by turn.

Madman lived as he failed,

Madman lived as he died.

Madman thought he would pass away on that "day,"

Making the bright red sun say...

'Death is not coming without the fight,

I passed the light and waited for night.'

Then it embraced the madman';s heart,

As per orders of ironic fate.

At that moment,

Madman thought,

'Night is a part,

Like day is a part.'

He inevitably became way more smart.

After that point, he was not so mad.

Sadly, that man never ever lived…

By M V S Bharadwaj