It starts, without much ado.
Like the silence that seeps into awkward conversations,
when there's nothing more to ramble upon.
'Cause goodness, as a virtue ceases to exist.
And you and I perform, to the tunes of our opinionated rhythms.
Diplomacy, well maintained.
As you and I smile, trying to scrape through the cloddishness.
If I would have been the spectator, and not the actor,
how heartily would I have laughed, oh how heartily!
5 comments:
seriouslyy..i just thought it was an absurd old time verse...but pondering over the last 2 lines made me jolt to reality
if i were a spectator..seeing how we try to keep Diplomacy intact n trying to win over each other wid our opinons i sure wud hav laughed heartily at the FUTILE, FUNNY USELESS ATTEMPTS\
AAH ..BEAUTY!
ugh you've summed it up perfectly. Thanks for dropping by =]
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Wow! You captured the emotion spot on
:)
True. We live a thousand lives just to realize in the end that we were living someone we hated the most.
One strange, funny puzzle called life and we blame ourself :)
aJ
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