"Why are you living with a stolid visage?"
—max
i
Anchored by no one,
Sealed with transparent bond,
Poker-face thou showed,
But pinned inside with wound.
Thy person's so stoic,
Yet thy heart's so smooth,
Seems like a concrete statue,
But alive with a virtue.
ii
The shell's so stiff to conceal,
The opposite of stolid is within,
Even it pampered less care,
But thy heart's opulent with tender.
They thought she's oblivious to thee,
Silently ignitible and fiery,
That thy border's higher than skyscrapers,
But truthfully just a fragile framework.
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BINABASA MO ANG
Ignite The Unspoken
PoetryPUBLISHED under Chapters of Love Indie Publishing. - Half of A Hundred Poems She's voicing her thoughts through a pen, and expressing herself through this thing called poem. written by : Maxetispsych (former McCleoxx) Highest rank:1 (Photo Credits)
