Time to Pretend
The poem in a nutshell
Sometimes life feels so stagnant that we feel frustrated. As usual, people around us keep us teasing and taunting. This definitely adds insult to our injury. A feeling of ennui becomes apparent at the forefront. What can we do then? In order to avoid the ill treatments from our surrounding people, we have to pretend. We cannot let them guess our actual state, in fact.
The poem -- "Time to Pretend"
Like a mossy stone,
When time feels like
A claustrophobic cul-de-sac,
When people pelt stones at you
Like a pack of snarling stray-dogs,
It is felt that we must pretend;
Aye, it's time to pretend,
For, being unmasked, you can't
Survive in the midst of
An unruly mob of
Masked people with
The same visages.
Hence, all must pretend;
It's time to pretend.
Heavy
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