I sat quite patiently
Willing to lend myself an ear,
To think of things within me rumbling
The things that I very much fear.
You see, I don’t easily mix up with strangers
Unlike my best friend, very dear
Who always has something ingenious to say
Even if a man would from the Mars appear!
But I withdraw into a reclusive shell
With a tortoise like tough exterior
And come out slowly like a star
That after a long drawn day at dusk appear.
An introvert's poem ending with the evening star! Thanks for sharing.
Some people are quite reluctant to mix with others! Some are quite out going! Both have advantages and disadvantages! Your comparison to a tortoise and then to an evening star are very ingenious! Enjoyed the poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
at times we enjoy solitude and prefer to be lonely and with ourself....even people who look like extroverts must be willing to seek some time within themselves..may be introverts prefer spending more time in solitude...well said and beautifully expressed