” Sticks and stones
May break my bones
But words will never hurt me. ”
You would have kept those words on your tongue,
If you had known the hurt they had done.
While your fists stay by, right by your side,
Your words they bruise me deep inside.
Goodbye is the best way that I know,
To forgive and still be letting go.
These well known words (used since eighteenth century ) maybe juxtaposed however we want ……
lack of absolutism and existence of day-to-day events which can be described by the word ‘irony’ made me more misanthropic as I grew older and more and more cantankerous towards linguistic studies also ……
Don’t even get me started on the social studies and humanities programs !
I get the feel of ambrosia in learning about the Nature …. let me be !