`
I'm not a madman Aditya,
Don't smile at me that way.
This moon, these dark
Trees, swaying to the wind
Those boys, all drunk
All loud, all laughing,
Everything
Is so beautiful:
They suffuse me with joy.
Don't smile at me that way.
We walk this moonlit
Spring night, the air
So light, so mirthful,
And you waste time
Mocking me. I wish
You could breathe
This joyous air, Aditya,
I so wish you could.
There, you are smiling at me again.
`
I'm not a madman Aditya,
Don't smile at me that way.
This moon, these dark
Trees, swaying to the wind
Those boys, all drunk
All loud, all laughing,
Everything
Is so beautiful:
They suffuse me with joy.
Don't smile at me that way.
We walk this moonlit
Spring night, the air
So light, so mirthful,
And you waste time
Mocking me. I wish
You could breathe
This joyous air, Aditya,
I so wish you could.
There, you are smiling at me again.
`
Minneapolis, MN,
April, 2010
