Reticent Resident Poem by Angelo Estioko

Reticent Resident

To thee, solitude is mind's aimed peace,
Not a hermit, just having a rest.
In thee, flourishes gregariousness,
Not an extrovert, but an introvert.
Thou live in harmonious residence.

A stressed mind refreshes in silence,
So chain of thoughts isn't ill but fine.
Splinters from the city with no trace;
Mended thy wounds with house so serene,
Only by not stressing that's excess.

Thursday, May 30, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: city,solitude,wounds
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