In the realm where words dance and sway,
A symphony of thoughts takes flight,
Unbound by rhyme or metered fray,
A canvas painted with pure delight.

Within this space, emotions roam,
Like wildflowers in an open field,
Each line a path, each stanza home,
To hearts that seek what words have yielded.

The poet's pen, a wand of power,
Weaves tales of love and loss,
Of...