Thoughts of a Poet

The poet's heart, a well of endless prose
Each line a journey, where the soul it goes
To depths unknown, where shadows reign
Yet in the darkness, light does still remain

With every turn, a new layer unfolds
A story untold, in whispers it scolds
The reader's mind, it wanders and weaves
Through realms of joy, and sorrow that grieves

So dive in deep, and let the words consume
For in this book, a poet's heart does bloom
In verse so true, it captures the soul
And leaves us breathless, feeling whole.