In the realm of verse,muses play,
Poets wield words in a lyrical ballet.
Crafting dreams with ink and quill,
Their thoughts,a cascade down passions hill.
In stanzas woven,emotions unfold,
A tapestry of tales,both young and old.
Poets,architects of the heart's abode,
Where sentiments bloom stories are told.
With metaphors,they Paint the sky,
In the poets gaze stars multiply.
Observing life through a Kaleidoscope,
In every verse, a Glimmer of hope.
In the silence, where echoes linger,
Poets find melodies with every world's trigger.
Verses as lanterns in the poets hand,
Guiding us through a reflective land.
They dance with language, a waltz divine,
In the Poets realm, where meaning entwine.
Lines of beauty, verses that rhyme,
In the tapestry of time, an eternal climb.
Let poets ponder, in the poets night,
Words that flutter, take Poetic Flight.
A dance with shadows, an endless quest,
In the poets heart, where dreams nest.
so here's to poets dreamers so bold,
In me alchemy of words, their stories unfold.
In the realm of verse, where thoughts take flight,
Poets weave magic will the quill's gentle light
- Lia
