Hello to All the Introverts
By Mehwish Munir**
Looking to the floor and mumbling,
To the walls, she can perfectly look for hours
She is a writer, not a talker
A silent but perfect spoken,
Though she knows it all,
But not a smarty-pants like him
She isn’t a lonely soul,
Nor a social butterfly like few
She is a midway between these two
This poem has no rhythm and doesn’t rhyme!
I know, you pretend to not interpret
I can’t do better to make you understand
As it is offensive to extroverts?
Hello to all the introverts out there
People think you are so much quiet
Despite hidden treasures deep down your smiles,
And secret stories that shine in sparkling eyes
Which you have chosen to share with worthy few
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