Poems by
Nanda M R Mohanty


a poem by Nanda M R Mohanty

He was a poet
people called him mad
during day he is in deep thoughts
and at night he admires moon
one day somebody asked him
why you stare at moon?
Poet said she is my first love
today he died
people commented, because he was mad,
he had committed suicide
he jumped from the tenth floor of this building
but I know people are fools
he has gone to his love
he is now melted in love of moon