The Love of a Madman

Mad I am, love’s tongue unknown,  

A heart’s deep ache, to me unshown.  

With shards of reason in my core,  

What beats within, I can’t explore.  

Your scorn, your cold disdainful art,  

What do I know of a breaking heart? 

 (RAAST)

This poetry is dedicated to a person whom society labels as "mad." Although he is unable to express or fully understand his emotions, he too has a heart that beats just like any other. Love, which is equal for all and knows no distinctions, touches him as well, leaving behind its mark in the form of pain. He cannot describe the depth of his suffering nor comprehend its boundaries, yet the pain of love remains within him as deeply as it does in anyone else’s heart.Even though he does not truly understand the meaning of rejection.  

 I’ll wait for you, but not till night,

Love runs deep, but you lost yourself in light.

I know your burdens pull you tight,

But break my heart, and feel no fright?

(RAAST)

The coldness of ages had seeped in his speech,  

A subtle hint only the wise could reach.  

In the night's dark veil, the letters were flame,  

For disgrace stood knocking, whispering his name.  

(RAAST)

What will the worm eat in my grave now?

Love had already devoured me. 

(RAAST)

For a moment the heart pacified

But then it spread evening.

(RAAST)

No epidemic or heart condition ha spread

It’s love that strikes everyone’s fate. 

(RAAST)

(Drift Soul)

In shadows deep, where silence weeps,

A soul adrift, in darkness keeps.

The weight of sorrow, heavy, vast,

A journey through the echoes, cast

(RAAST)

I had to die all night,

But my yearning filled up at evening.

(RAAST)

As I search for lost love

(RAAST)

The raindrops, the scent of breeze

Gives clue of lost memory

The pace of their footsteps on the path

Reminds of to never coming back again

(RAAST)

the rest is all madness

(RAAST)

The color of pain has overshadowed the heart,

what does it know of flowers?

(RAAST)