Essence

Madness Of Heart

Honeyed tongue and cool sheen with.

Though looks serf but verily not.

Effulgence speaks from far away even.

Though remains silent, but maze is not.

In superior deeds , remains at the front.

Though set aside after use, but in dire need slips not.

A thief , looking for hearts.

Though quiver and cry, but other way not.

Things follow thief, like shadow.

Though tired and robbed, but leave not.

Only this mad hugs and awaits everyone.

Though world longs badly, but convey not.

Head fails to measure the flow eternal.

Though learned try to catch, but find not.

Forever waiting with bowed voice and look sombre.

Though resembles mads, but of that category not.

Chorus of songs keep going within.

Though bewildered, but from inside not.

See the kind of madness .

Though restless is not, but at peace always is not.

At painful best it enjoys most.

Though always contrary, but rarely not.

To find his own, discard the beaten paths.

Though tagged mad, but really is not.

Only love irrigated head writes dulcet songs of mad heart.

Teeming madness which others relish to core.

People become mad in the company of such potentates.

Though people try to be, but appeal it brings not.

Desireless heart entrails madness iridescent.

Though seems palsied, but is not.

Jewel of non-beings remains coverd.

Though kept camouflaged, but aroma stops not.

Daily prayers are made, naming as soul for that .

Though priests know, but fearing inwardly, name not.

Only mad heart is blessed to cogitate about "The Mad".

Though preachers babble sermons but "madness of heart" count not.








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