He seems cool to everyone
Confident, calm, collected
Yet, the fire in his mind
Often goes undetected

Fire alarms are ringing
Spraying water all around
But he doesn't wish to get out
He doesn't wish to be found

His silence a holy shrine
His fire a secret strength
Hermit resides in his mind
Seeks solitude to any length

He builds walls when he wants
Locks himself from the world
Then lets his imagination free
To be lost in a maze of words

He lives a thousand lives
Feasting upon his thoughts
In a tide of feelings dives
Emotions he downs in shots

He's got a vivid soul
His talents unexpected
Yet, the world always sees him as
Confident, calm and collected

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Thank you  cchinu for allowing me to collaborate with you again. It's a real pleasure to work with you. :))

This poem also started as a comment on cchinu book, 4 Liners , and traveled to this book via magical powers. 😄

Please check out his work. You will never regret it. :))