Beyond the dead pan face,
Lies a heart that lacks pace,
A mind that longs to stimulate,
A smile that cannot compensate.
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A reflective poem about personal angst and the thoughts that arise when the troubled mind is takes over. I guess we all wear masks now and then, but it's a pity when the mask becomes the only reality. I sense a generous heart lies behind your words. Good write. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
This is a very heartfelt poem about feelings inside oneself. We don't know everything about a person for we cannot see inside. Well written Robert. A '10! ' from me. Best Wishes, Marilyn
Good poem