With purpose keen and vision stark and bold, The ESTJ, a leader, strides the stage, Their minds, a fortress, logic to uphold,
By Diorino Galvano2 years ago in Poets
With purpose firm and gaze that doth command, The ESTJ strides forth, a leader true, Their logic sharp, a blade in their sure hand,
With fiery wit and heart of boundless cheer, The ENFP, a soul of vibrant light, Doth dance through life, dispelling shadows near,
With hearts ablaze, ENFPs take the stage, Their wit aflame, a whirlwind of delight, In every soul, a kindred spirit's cage,
I could be struck blind at noon, but I will Have seen you teach music itself to dance And all of movement's secret dreams fulfill
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
For who’s so dumb they cannot write to thee? A perfect muse if ever one was born. The one so dumb might easily be me, but what you’ll never read you cannot scorn.
By TheSpinstress 2 years ago in Poets
With boundless hearts that brim with warmth and light, ENFPs, the champions of delight, Do weave a world where laughter takes its flight,
With fiery wit and heart of boundless cheer, The ENFP, a soul of vibrant sun, Doth weave a world where laughter casts out fear,
The higher that we stake our claim… the loftier our reach. The fewer people play the game… the more it means to each. .
By Tim Grace2 years ago in Poets
The song of grandma and her oven hums a harmony, percussed by spinning whisk that dances ‘round the bowl in which it drums
By H.H. Callaghan2 years ago in Poets
It’s all becoming clearer It’s all smoke and mirrors As everything draws nearer We pretend to do the right thing But life’s queerer than it seems
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
