Poetry 2019 Featured Poet, Anik Chakrabarti

Schizophrenia

Fade
Away-
Oh bright ray.
To you I might be-
Insane, a ghost trapped in the past.
Caustic in nature, agoraphobic in the heart.
No room for you, in my small world.
Days night, the night light.
Invader-
Begone!
You.

Shade-
Morbid.
Wife and child-
Left home bit ago.
Null and void, I shout out their names.
In many different shades of hue, the blank walls glow.
Futile to you- but not for me.
My world's filled with peace.
Unlike yours-
Corrupt,
Lies.

So
Don't you ever try to change me-
You'd never understand.
My disease is an ease-
To scrub the scars off my hand...

They forced rehabilitation-
Current shocks, pills - medication.
All just to raise the "Sane"-
Citizen of your nation.

But
Why should they take my freedom
and throw it to the stands?
Try hard- the way you like-
Won't bow to your demands.

I may not fit into your world of delusions.
Let me create my world- of dreams and illusions.
Don't you dare judge me and
Don't you sympathize.
Lose those loved in a car wreck-
You would realise...