In the depths of my cold and nonchalant facade,
Lies a silent storm, a tumultuous charade.
Though outwardly distant, aloof, and detached,
Inside, a warmth lingers, deeply matched.
For those close to me, a hidden sanctuary,
Where emotions flow, unbound, and free.
Beneath the icy surface, feelings reside,
A testament to the love I cannot hide.
In the quiet moments, when no one sees,
I whisper my affections, like a gentle breeze.
Though my demeanor may seem indifferent and stark,
Inside, a flame burns, in the depths of the dark.
So to the dear person, who holds my heart,
Know that within, I play a different part.
For despite my demeanor, cold and still,
Inside, I care, and always will.
End.
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THE BOOKS OF POETRYS
Poesíathis book is all about Poetry, English,tagalog, etc. It talks about the author's emotion and how he feels, about his days etc. I hope you read it and follow this author's journey.
