we try to be macho men who very rarely speak
but deep inside we are weak.
weak to the feelings that we have locked up inside.
feelings that we try to hide.
we have to be macho men to the female race
moving slow with a steady pace.
our egotistical pride is how we survive.
we always dream of being that
knight in shining armour
rescuing the maiden and her honor.
but that could never be, for the knights died in history.
so we strut like a peacock with pride
raise our heads to the sky.
(hiding what we feel inside)
this is the life of a macho man.
he is filled with pride
and always having
a woman by his side.
of this i can not deny.
Everyone fears but we overcome fear for something good. Even a common man will overcome his fears when the time comes. Nice write.
so much truth lies in this poem, i' dhave to say it comes form experience..
a very practical write...yes we pretend to be fearless
I love this poem. You got the idea across and to be honest it's true to what I feel. Especially 'we always dream of being that knight in shining armour rescuing the maiden and her honor'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Believe I met this character in many men. The ones that are willing to talk to you on the same level which are far and in between, are the real gems. Thanks for sharing.