And I saw it
The un-balanced behavior
One more time
It raised its head like a snake
One more time
I debated
Whether to leave or to stay
The same moment of indecision
And the fear of an un-known politeness
To tolerate the un-controlled
But why is that ?
That had been dissected, analysed, searched
Too much grace...
That's it...
It's that moment of grace for your own self
Which keeps you cemented in the same spot
Instead of making a scene
But maybe now the time has come to make a scene
And then walk away...
Time in itself has been giving you a chance
But you don't take it
Keep the grace only for your own self
For the rest please be un-graceful just for a moment
Just for one brief moment only
And then none of those moments will repeat itself
not with the same person at least
Be guarded to quickly leave that un-pleasant moment
Without creating any scene
That's the true test of grace
But leave you will
The moment and the one who created it
Behind you.
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