In the gentle hush of twilight’s glow,
A world unfolds where whispers flow.
Silent dreams weave through the air,
In solitude, they find their care.

Within the shadows, thoughts take flight,
A dance of stars in the heart’s night.
The quiet soul finds peace in stillness,
A sanctuary from the world’s shrillness.

Deep in the forest of the mind,
Treasures hidden, yet to find.
A universe wrapped in gentle dreams,
Where introverted light softly gleams.

As dawn approaches, softly bright,
The quiet world fades into light.
Yet in the heart, the echoes stay,
A place where introverts find their way.