Friday, June 28, 2013

The Mad Man of Lalbagh

"The most dangerous man, to any government, is the man who is able to think things out for himself without regard to the prevailing superstitions and taboos. Almost inevitably he comes to the conclusion that the government he lives under is dishonest, insane and intolerable, and so, if he is romantic, he tries to change it. And even if he is not romantic personally he is apt to spread discontent among those who are."
H.L. Mencken

"What sane person could live in this world and not be crazy?" Ursula K. LeGuin (b. 1929),

I Was Born Mad I Pretend To Be Sane


a beggar poet
held in chains
of a chemical
romance
ensuing pain
she has gone
leaving a
void but
her musky
scent on
my poetic
soul remains
poetically
insane
a madness
that affects
the lumbar
region
before it
affects
the poets
brain
pathos
passion
captive
constrains
more painful
when it rains

"A time will come when the whole world will go mad. And to anyone who is not mad they will say: 'You are mad, for you are not like us.'" St. Anthony the Great

"I must have ended up on the wrong planet. Everything here is so strange." Sigbjørn Obstfelder, Norwegian poet

God Forgive Him For Making Me Mad ...It Is Better Than Being Married To Him

"Our society is run by insane people for insane objectives.... I think we’re being run by maniacs for maniacal ends ... and I think I’m liable to be put away as insane for expressing that. That’s what’s insane about it."
John Lennon, Interview BBC-TV (June 22, 1968)


once he
had bedded her
used her
abused her
he kicked
her out
she began
boozing
the only
way out
closed
windows
of the mind
total black out
thrown
out on
the streets
the final fall out
one last time
she did call out
than the electric
shocks that
shut her mouth
she did not
commit suicide
totally worn out
staying alive
a living death
the final rout
man beneath
the layer of
his manhood
is only a lout
without any
doubt ..
over and out
a tragic
time out

Mad Lady of Bandra Hill Road

"A person needs a little madness, or else they never dare cut the rope and be free."
Nikos Kazantzakis

she thought
i was one
of her kind
madpeople
are not
part of
mankind
living on
the edge
among
people
with eyes
mad people
are blind ..
poetic divine
but at a mental
institution called
Facebook most
of them in strait
jackets totally
online Marc their
Prophet ..Savior
Messiah ..on
their Timeline
a new heaven
is possible
a thought
a message
in the pipeline
a living saint
of the hopeless
with his own
shrine ...

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