Concealed

For a friend..

I don't know you well..

You read my work and I read yours,
But that is all.

I think we're friends,
I do hope so.

But you're concealed,
Simply not an open book.

Yesterday I thought I understood,
But today you've surprised me again.

You're wise and caring,
Yet gloomy and quiet.

You hide words behind words,
And it's all just so confusing.

But I promise I'll be better,
I'll work even harder.

But most of all..

I'll try to figure you out

Author's Note

This is for a friend of mine..

Reviews

[Bonaventure Onuabuchi]

Keep on trying to know who is it that offers you love and care. Through his words, you can read him to your delight; but that's only his inner self. The outer: imagination can help you figure that out..

[Cool Girl]

Okay, I'll take your advice:) thanks for reviewing!

[Lizardo]

Interesting poem... I had a friend like this once upon a time...
Awesome poem, you did a great job writing this one!

[Cool Girl]

Thank you so much! :)

[Lizardo]

You're welcome!

[ANTO]

You have to leave 'some of the mystery' - I was told that once by a very lovely friend CG.

I love the dedication here - a glowing testament to the strength of love of friends and with more writes like this the WC could be the safe haven it was once more

You are trail-blazing Cool Girl
Well done. :)

[Cool Girl]

Thank you so much!! :)