Mosaic Poem by Thompson Emate

Mosaic

A lonely heart,
Smiles in the open,
Weeps in silence.

A lonely heart,
Afraid of being misunderstood,
Pours its heart onto paper.

A solitude soul,
Devoted to the arts,
Living in its temple.

A solitude soul,
Embraces the unseen,
A world it creates.

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Mosaic is a poem about a portrait the unspoken life of an artist.
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