In the quiet whispers of the night,
Lies the essence of the poet’s might.
Words dance upon the silent air,
Crafting dreams beyond compare.

Verses weave a tapestry of thought,
Emotions in each line are caught.
Every stanza, a heartbeat’s sigh,
A glimpse of clouds in a moonlit sky.

Rhythms pulse like the ocean’s tide,
Carrying secrets poets confide.
From joy to sorrow, love to pain,
In poetry, we find life’s refrain.

So let us wander through these lines,
Discovering worlds where the soul aligns.
For in the realm of poetic art,
We find the language of the heart.