In the quiet corners of my mind,
A gentle rhyme begins to unwind.
It dances softly, a melody so sweet,
A secret song where dreams and memories meet.
Each word a step, each line a dance,
In this silent journey of self-enhance.
The echo of thoughts, a gentle stream,
Flowing through the landscapes of my dream.
In solitude, the verses come alive,
Whispering truths that quietly survive.
A mirror of emotions, clear and bright,
Illuminating shadows with its light.
This rhyme, my own, a soothing balm,
A sanctuary where my heart finds calm.
Within these lines, I find my place,
A reflection of my soulâs embrace.