In the quiet corners of my mind,
Thoughts dance like shadows in the night.
Whispers of dreams yet to be defined,
A symphony of silence taking flight.

Memories weave through time’s gentle embrace,
Echoes of laughter and tears long past.
Each moment a thread in life’s intricate lace,
A tapestry of thoughts, vast and vast.

Hopes rise like the dawn, breaking through dusk,
Illuminating paths yet to be tread.
In the realm of thoughts, possibilities unmask,
Painting horizons of the future ahead.

In solitude, the mind finds its voice,
A sanctuary where ideas can bloom.
Thoughts are the whispers that help us rejoice,
In the endless expanse of our mind’s room.