In the quiet dawn of a man’s heart,
Lies an ocean of dreams and fears,
A realm where strength and silence part,
And resilience wipes away the tears.

Beneath the armor, a soul does beat,
With whispers of compassion and grace,
For masculinity is not defeat,
But courage that no mask can erase.

The world may paint a stoic face,
On the canvas of a man’s being,
Yet in the shadows, there’s a place,
Where tenderness is quietly freeing.

So let the echoes of the heart be known,
In the symphony of human essence,
For true masculinity is shown,
Through love, strength, and gentle presence.