::- ART OF INSULTING -::
::- ART OF INSULTING -::
You insult me in style
Amidst your beloved pals,
With a smile in your eyes,
And a subte pride
At my humiliation.
And I do not give an angry reply,
Thinking it would spoil
Your crooked smile
And obvious pride.
It is going on this way
For a long time now,
You insult me habitually
And give smiles and feel proud.
I do not reply;
Habitually,
Nor does your insults hurt me.
But now I have lost faith
In what people call friendship;
For me it's just a formality now.
By-Vinod
You insult me in style
Amidst your beloved pals,
With a smile in your eyes,
And a subte pride
At my humiliation.
And I do not give an angry reply,
Thinking it would spoil
Your crooked smile
And obvious pride.
It is going on this way
For a long time now,
You insult me habitually
And give smiles and feel proud.
I do not reply;
Habitually,
Nor does your insults hurt me.
But now I have lost faith
In what people call friendship;
For me it's just a formality now.
By-Vinod
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