His indifference was misinterpreted as arrogance by many around him.
He had understood that removing impurities arising in the mind as a result of human interactions was absolutely necessary for divinization of his life.
Sadly, poetry always follows me around like a debt collector. I scribble a line or two here and there out of sheer desperation to divert its constant attention from me.
When his love was rejected, he vented his rage by penning romantic songs that only served to entice others to fall in love with him, but he cooly shrugged off their overtures.