What else will your eyes long for?
Than to see a man robed in rags,
With scores of giant exulting flies.
For that's what the theme implies
But i wear my impeccable smiles,
Upon this glittering golden coat
Lilies and roses envy my fragrance
Still, I’m nothing but a mad man.
Because he with a sight as Python's
Will see beyond this veil of words
That my mind pongs as that of trolls
And my senses flogged from my soul.
For when i soar along tracks of life,
My mind stumbled off cliff of sanity
Bringing upon me plague of delirium
And a sudden absence of tranquility,
Under my fine coat is a derailed mind
Coupled with my tense insane heart.
Though your frowns admire my smiles,
But still, I’m nothing but a mad man.