In the realm of words,where beauty lies
The pages of old, lost poem i find
With the perfect rhyme that never dies

It once strived,now hidden from sights
A masterpiece, beauty of words aligned
Seeking to be heard,for all ages it was quiet

A forgotten melody
Intertwined with ink and rhyme
Yearning to be sung Through space and time

With every verse my heart takes flight
Guided by the rhythm shining bright

Lines that dance on paper, its stories where left untold
With every rhyme that breaks all the molds
Waiting for a voice, a chance to unfolds

The mysteries of lost poem i explore
The depths of emotions that lie at its very core

So it was pure moment of ecstasy
When I found the lost poem


© Mash