
INTP 8w9
Within their minds, a world of logic spins,
INTPs dwell, where reason holds the sway.
With keenest wit, they pierce through outward skins,
And lay bare truths that others cast away.
A quiet fire, their thoughts like embers glow,
They seek the patterns, hidden deep within.
Contentment found in solitude, they know,
Where contemplation's solace can begin.
Though passion stirs, a shield of calm they wear,
Their words like arrows, pierce with honed debate.
Yet depths of kindness, some may not declare,
For loyalty and friendship seal their fate.
A curious soul, with wisdom's gentle grace,
The INTP's mind, a tranquil, thoughtful space.
About the Creator
Diorino Galvano
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MBTI: INTJ
Eneagram Type: 5w6




Comments (2)
Lol, sometimes my words are as arrows as well. Wonderful poem!
Wow, I like how you've written poetry for all these types - can't remember what mine is though.