In twilight\'s hush, where whispers dwell,
Where shadows dance, and dreams compel,
A silent verse begins to rise,
Unfurling \'neath the starlit skies.
Through misty realms of time untold,
Where secrets lie in tales of old,
The heart\'s lament, a fleeting sigh,
Echoes in the soul\'s soft cry.
In fields of gold and meadows green,
Where innocence and truth are seen,
The poet\'s pen, a gentle quill,
Weaves sonnets of the heart\'s sweet thrill.
With every word, a world anew,
A tapestry of shades and hue,
Where love and longing intertwine,
In verses spun by hands divine.
So let this poetry unfold,
In rhythms pure, in verses bold,
A song of life, a tender plea,
For hearts to soar, for spirits free.