INSANE SPEAKS

I was not born insane,
nor I was born invalid,
It was a surgery performed on my skull
which failed to remove the tumor
and has made me incapable,
may be for ever.

On the first birthday party of my niece
I was standing at the gate
receiving and welcoming guests.
Few looked at me in amaze,
some just gave in with smile,
but most of them floated in with crowd.

My fiancé followed me everywhere in the party,
once she feed me with a piece of cake,
I couldn’t perceive why she still rigid to marry me.
Could be she want to prove her scarifies,
could be she want to project her vastness.

Everyone was sympathetic to me,
even they don’t forget pat my back
as if I am a young kid learning mathematics.

My father takes a great pride
for the spending he has done for the surgery ,
my mother has no other course
but to bear me forever,
my brothers once who were honouring every word of mine as dictum
now don’t have time to listen me.

Father, I don’t disqualify your claim.
Mother, I am sorry for the pain you've been suffering.
My brothers, I apologies
that I couldn’t give you anymore sound decisions.
But O’ my fiancé! I am dejected with your resolution,
please learn form others, and reject me and discard me,
I don’t want your sympathy,
leave me alone to survive or die,
let me feel the loneliness,
let me feel the dissolution,
let give me a chance to live within me.

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