He assimilated all his pain
He engulfed whole jollity with it
So all left to espy was pain
Just torment and strain
But no one knows as nobody cared
That jollity camouflage itself within the pain
All one sees with no emotion
An emotionless, yes a Phlegmatic Face

A Phlegmatic Face with eyes full of fear
Which can't see much through flowy tears
With no tenderness and full melancholy
He was scattered, quite wrecking his brain
He doesn't know what to say, what to do and where to stand ?
He felt gravitated towards his grave
He felt agitation and nothing brave