Why do you hide your perfect?
A Sonnet of Hidden Individuality
You're quiet on the surface but I see your reflection,
You close yourself off but I see the charade,
You have light in your eyes, you hide your affection,
Why do you settle for a cheap masquerade?
Your soul is rich, bursting with glory,
Your heart is pure, your love is immense,
You have a brilliant smile and a wonderful story,
Why do you always appear to be tense?
You stand off in the corner, hide from attention,
You're incredible, truly, you refuse to reveal,
Your light, your love, your hidden intentions,
Why do you always cover up and conceal?
I love you, please know this, I need you to see,
I love you, please notice, you're perfect to me.
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Dylan
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Let me be honest. I am finding this difficult. Now, I like a challenge, a stretch, a bit of an obstacle course. “Write about the decline of the British Empire in the form of a narrative poem in which your protagonist is an artichoke” I read, and flex my fingers. “Write a haiku to evoke the sensation of sibilance using only the first half of the alphabet.” “Well”, I think to myself, “this should be fun.” But “write about a system that isn’t working”? A system that isn’t working? Now? In 2026? ONE system? My favourite system that isn’t working? The sexiest system that isn’t working? The one giving me the most angst day to day? The one giving me the most existential dread? I am, as I say, finding this difficult. I will own that I have contemplated writing a thousand words on why the steady “all on” setting on my fairy lights is the EIGHTH of seven options which must be sequentially activated to get there, because that is a system that some fool came up with and it definitely doesn’t work, and now who is paying the price, eh? But how can I write about my fairy lights when…. When…. When….
By Hannah Moore6 days ago in Humans
Comments (7)
Wonderful sonnet :)
This feels so intense and evokes such an admirable passion.
Beautifully written! The tenderness in your words really lingers; "You have light in your eyes; you hide your affection” hit me right in the heart. ✨
Beware missed opportunities...love the message.
The quiet ones are always the best ones...depth and thought behind the mask. make the first move...dare
Such a lovely poem with a beautiful heartfelt message. 👏💖
A perfect poem for someone who doesn’t know how radiant they are.✨ The way you frame “your light, your love” makes it sound like a hidden treasure.