Insane beauty

(Dedicated to the white tigers who lost their talent of springing across the green grasses into sitting on a stool. To the girls who couldn't live out their agile youth which became only a parameter for their being shortlisted by prospective bridegrooms. To those beautiful minds whose potential for authentic creativity and innovation got doused in the cries of 'This is not in the syllabus' and 'what's the scope in it?' all because their beauty lacked the insanity to roam wildly into the world.)

A tinge of insanity surfaces

               and diffuses in your eyes

Like a tincture of blue ink

               on a gradual capillary rise

staining parched and pure

               white chromatograph strips.

It coagulates in the eyes

               then ripples on your lips.

Let break this brewing storm

              Infuse vibration in serenity

To behold is a joy grown cold

              Unleash the mercurial beauty

to mesmerize and inflame

              the whole universe ablaze

Overstep the line to liberate 

              passion locked in showcage.

Let's breathe and live out this

              Insanity transfused into me

Dancing in the murky streets

              With our hands waving free.