Irony

A poem simply about irony and life's struggles.

Is it funny when things on this planet sometimes don’t make sense?

One individual makes false statements and promises; the truth shines in evidence

Trust resembles a mirror once it’s broken - - it’s hard to believe in between the given dialogue lines

It’s amusing how they would say, "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words may never hurt me."

When in all reality, the words left behind pierces the heart more than the naked eye can see

Their sharpened ends from the fractured glass pieces could puncture one’s mentality if they are not strong enough

One will stay a child if only they allow rough situations to consume and not stay tough

And if they never get over what is holding them back than who are they to judge a real man or woman’s moves?

Our time on Earth is always a battle judged by the superior one upstairs whether we win or lose

Hypocrisy and Irony is two of the troublesome things in life we face each day

The more uneducated people grow and change the more common sense fails in their ways

Even in any type of relation �" Friendship or Relationships sometimes the outcome isn’t what we expect

The words we spit isn’t what it seems generating an illusion of trust which breaks making us fall apart in regret

Author's Note

An experimental poem about an unique topic. Give feedback about the poem but don't be too harsh about it.