In a garden of dreams where moonlight weaves, Beneath the stars, a world of make-believe. Whispers of secrets in the night's embrace, Where fantasy dances with reality's grace.
A river of colors flows through the sky, Painting stories of old, where dreams can fly. A canvas of wishes, a tapestry of desire, Igniting the soul with a celestial fire.
Invisible threads of fate intertwine, Weaving a tapestry, yours and mine. In this cosmic web, we find our way, Guided by the stars, night and day.
The sun kisses the horizon with a golden hue, As dawn awakens dreams, both old and new. In the symphony of life, we play our part, A masterpiece of love, a work of art.
So let us wander through this poetic land, Where imagination flourishes, hand in hand. In the realm of dreams, we are truly free, To create our world, as it's meant to be.
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The Hidden Poet
PoesiaA compilation of self made poetry that came out from my head during tough times, boredom and specially in time that I'm in love with someone else.
