Answer Poem by Nirmal Kumar Thapa

A fool questioned me;
Are you like a barmy lad?
Regards him with respect, and answered;
With chilly IDIOT!
Fool remains in tranquil, for me;
And shined with an elegant smile,
Began my steps,
Guiding them through my own path;
I astounded & sighted upon him,
At a snail's pace,
he seems quite far from me
Later disappeared,
like the shadow departs the body in night,
Nor his sign of presence!
But, when sensed his death,
I received humbleness;
O! What a great suffice with the silent words,
My gratitude turned into humiliation
What a wonderful answer without serving word,
Oh great job!
With immense etiquette
Thankful of job!
In the web of my words,
merely a word is there to honor him;
Although, I'm a mad as he's saying!