LUNATIC The lunatic Lives in his real world Where he is the only sane one He has been driven Into his real world By the madness Of the illusionary world That he inhabits The lunatic Is senseless Blinded by love Deafened by silence Muted by screams Of his emotions Looking for an exit Inside him Inside his real world
Arjun Purkayastha's Questions:
I was trying to bring out the contradictions of life in this poem.
Is that apparent? Does the reader identify with the poem in a way?
What do you think about the title of the poem?