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    INTROVERT

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    The poem describes the experience of being an introvert, whose world is their own with a wide range of view but known to few. As an introvert, they are comfortable living alone with their thoughts and sorting through negativities by themselves.

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    The poem describes the experience of being an introvert, whose world is their own with a wide range of view but known to few. As an introvert, they are comfortable living alone with their thoughts and sorting through negativities by themselves.

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    INTROVERT

    Jagged is the routes that point to my world,


    Slip-up and stumble comes often with a thud,
    All you seek most times seems unfound,
    Creepy are those you see with much astounding.

    Easy it seems but harder it is,


    The loneliness of course is a killer disease,
    Unknown is my world with curiosity abound,
    Hard it is to lose that which at all is not found.

    Smiles you see with my creep well within,


    All so trapped and alone in its inn,
    With thoughts so shielded in a lifetime unknown,
    Most times it's better to live life alone.

    Expected are dogs to feed well on bones,


    Yet mine are habitual with choking on stones,
    Rare is the region I've built up for me,
    Torn is my nation but so hard to see.

    Accidental as it is stands not for my scars,


    Battles won and lost makes up for the pass,
    In pain comes my strength to pitch camp alone,
    Introvert I am with a world of my own.

    Tiny is my hole with a wide range of view,


    Known not by anyone, not even a few,
    Negativities are mine to sort through myself,
    A loner is my book so distinct on a shelf.

    The world I live in is mischievous to come by,


    Long time to sanity are my willing waves of bye,
    Jagged are the routes that points to my world,
    Slip-up and stumble comes often with a thud.
    -Ranjan Sharma

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