I have no strings attached to life,
I do not know if it’s a weakness or a strength!

In the beginning with the world I tried
but all I shed was my blood and tears too!
The world seemed full of lust and greed and ignorance,
with no spirits but the organs and libidos!

Then I tied the knots with the sun, I think
or thought I did but O, the arrogance,
evaporating my strings in a flash,
leaving me to drift through the universe!

So, all I am left with now is the moon,
both the world beneath the sun and the sun at nights!
This time I know, this is my strength,
for one needs no strings to live a lunatic’s life!

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A loner walking on the lonely path of life...

13 thoughts on “A Lunatic’s Life”

  2. Your poem Amit, always sharpen my reading skills. A compact and fully dependent on your personal life, one of a kind moon anthem. I really enjoyed your transition from earth to the sun and then back to the sky, this time for the Luna.
    In love with the moon, we are all lunatics 😀

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    1. Well, I dearly hope that the complete dependency on my personal life did not hinder the compatibility of the poem! And sharpening the reading skill of a poet like you!!! It heightens my perception of modesty that pure human beings like you are capable of… but most importantly, thanks again for your generosity!

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