In the realm of endless thoughts, I inquire,
What secrets lie beneath this night\'s attire?
A question, elusive as the breeze that sighs,
Echoes through the hills, chasing butterflies.
Oh, tell me, muse, where shall my words descend?
Shall they flutter down like leaves in gentle wind?
Or like a tempest wild, shall they unleash,
And sweep across the vast expanse, untamed and fierce?
In this realm of free verse, where words can soar,
I choose to let my thoughts break every door.
No meter shall confine my wild desires,
As language dances on the page, untethered, untired.
Let us wander through the labyrinth of thought,
Where unspoken dreams and truths are sought.
Each word a breadcrumb leading us astray,
In this enigmatic journey we must find our way.
The human heart, a symphony of whispers,
A million stories woven through its chambers.
I listen closely, for the tales untold,
As my pen dances, turning feelings into gold.
One moment, lost in memories of the past,
The next, caught in the haze of fortune\'s cast.
For life\'s tapestry is formed by every thread,
Each moment, once lived, forever etched and said.
In this realm, words possess a life their own,
Embracing shadows, shedding light unknown.
They wander freely through the realms of time,
Unlocking secrets, painting worlds with rhyme.
So, dear wanderer, let your thoughts unfold,
With every word, let your heart be bold.