In the quiet corners of the mind,
Where dreams softly speak,
Words dance in a gentle bind,
Crafting stories unique.

Colors blend in vibrant hues,
As thoughts take their flight,
Through ink, the soul renews,
In the canvas of night.

Emotions weave a tapestry,
Each thread a whispered tale,
In the realm of fantasy,
Where imagination sets sail.

The pen a wand of endless dreams,
Casting spells of creation,
In the silence, inspiration gleams,
A world of pure elation.