what do you have to say about tears?
Sworn to your principle and reason,
in words you prosper.
Yet, young man I know
words are but the irony
which mask a soul in ambiguity.
Deep down inside
there is a person vaguely defined.
You play with wit and play it well,
thinking perhaps to the real you
no one would care.
In retrospect, you might be right-
you never fail to put everyone in awe.
But if for humanity
a genius would suffice,
I’d rather unravel the person behind the show.
Who are you Mr. Complexity?
It’s the first time I felt
this kind of curiosity.
I’ve met you upon reading between the lines
and I got the feeling of an unspoken understanding.
Could stranger hearts yield to intimacy?