The Madman Going

The madman going.
Have you felt his life?
How mad is he?

Under the moonlit skies
He walking,
Walking and talking
And going all alone.

But we,
We more mad than them,
What mad people,
mad people are we,
Say you!

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An intresting poem with vivid image. Thanks for sharing
I think there is little bit of madness in every individual.
Many congratulations for this amazing poem being selected as Poem of the Day!
I say it’s true, too much of this is... madness
Yes! ! Madness all over! With the ways of mankind on earth today. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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