In the quiet of the night, paper dreams unfold,
Blank canvases await, stories yet untold.
Ink flows like rivers, creating life’s design,
In every crease and fold, destinies align.

Paper whispers secrets, in languages so rare,
Every line and curve, crafted with utmost care.
A symphony in silence, a melody so sweet,
In the realm of thoughts, where imagination meets.

Stained with tears and joy, memories to keep,
Pages turn so gently, as emotions seep.
The weight of the world, lightened by a pen,
A timeless journey, from now until then.

As dawn approaches, the paper dreams conclude,
Leaving behind a legacy, in solitude.
Words etched forever, in paper’s embrace,
A testament of time, a never-ending race.