We are people and we are insane.
Then who is sane?
An apple falling from a tree,
name it, say gravity!
That is insanity.
On mankind science is pity!
Love, hate and all feelings you have
keep that in lane.
Or the sanity will claim you naive!
Challenge that and you are insane.
A leaf shed leaves behind no emotion,
season past, the tree was back in commotion.
Many shed and mourning them is vanity.
Nobody will stop by, mourn in your own insanity.
Are you alone?
Sanity is in staying same way.
You can talk to the mirror that bright shone
and there is where your insanity lay.
Dare to not follow rules, that’s our pride,
if caught, try to bribe.
Sanity lies on such a slide.
Pay the penalty, and insanity you describe.
Wake up everyday,
hope you are sane.
the world you know is like a falling tower of clay,
believe that and you are insane.
So make eye contact with the mirror,
Look at yourself and choose what suits you,
sane or insane because
WE ARE PEOPLE AND WE ARE INSANE.
-Mohit V
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