She looks tranquil on the surface, doesn't she?
But her eyes are hiding a storm
She has a habit of rising from her own debris
Doesn't need you, knows how to keep herself warm
She is the black sky, ready to weep
But has buried her emotions down deep
For your safety, don't poke the lioness who is asleep
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Hey, depressed souls! Stay tuned for the 50th poem. It is most probably coming out today.
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Motivational Poems
PoetryRegular updates every Saturday. Hey there my dear poem lovers! I am DrishKing008. I have been writing lots of poems for so much time. I just thought it was time I actually started publishing these. So, here I am. This is a collection of my original...
