No, it isn’t always happiness that we crave for,
Nor it is sadness that we really want to release,
We baffle because nothing is left inside.
Mazed us, don’t know “What to seek, what to leave!’
And when I rebel, they say complete life is unachievable
Huh! Only insane people live amusingly, “a perfect life!, free from everything!”
And this disloyal nature says,
If it is so, let me get brainsick and meet Divine, get away from worldly chaos and dance senselessly.
Let me wander from street to street and chant His name,
Let me wander in deep woods, where only pure souls reside,
the birds, the animals, free from sins, free from malady of hearts, free
from so called fame, free from agony, free from tags, free from poesy!
And let me pretend myself as rain clouds, let me pour some rain drops from my eyes!
And let me pretend myself as wind, let me feel again!, the
gentleness of petals and tartness of thorns.
And let me pretend myself as an insane man, let madness engulf
me, so that can bury my deaf heart and wicked mind.
And let me wander, like shah’heen, free spirited, high above all
skies, open and wild….
And finally let me pretend myself as floodlight, so I can was away
all my poetic bullshit! And free myself from my own captivity.
Thus, let dementedness engulf me and let me meet DIVINE
Let me be insane ZANARIA!, let me drink cupful of wine!
