Emotions Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A quiet sigh, a fleeting frown,
A lifted brow, then settled down.
The hurried step, the vacant stare,
A silent plea held in the air.

A smile too bright, a laugh too loud,
A shadow passing through the crowd.
A trembling hand, a whispered word,
A song of sadness, barely heard.

The way they shift, the way they blink,
The thoughts they hide, the things they think.
A hidden joy, a secret pain,
I see the sun, I feel the rain.

While others rush, and pass them by,
I catch the glimmer in an eye.
The colors muted, soft and deep,
The hidden stories that they keep.