The madness
When there is pain in your heart,
A smile forms on your face
To show the world,
The utter madness of humanity
Even though,
Every moment spent in isolation,
Is a solitary movie of madness?
A grave, bold, daring epic
Of tales known by truth or invention
Every frame is a moment, every clip is a climax
Every story is adventurous, with the same untold ending
The unexpected yet expected
The controversy, the tribulations
The look of horror, of terror, of remorse
The madness
You thought that life would go on
Yet the movie keeps rewinding
Back to the act one, scene one
Or a play rather..?
Simply madness isn’t it?
Where the actors are not actors
And the acting is not acting
Its reality, from era to era
From Shakespeare to Spielberg
It is madness.
This is your brain talking
Are you mad?
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