In the realm of words, I find my solace,
Where my spirit soars, and doubts find no place.
No need for followers, no need for praise,
For in this sacred space, my voice freely sways.

I am a poet, unchained and untamed,
With ink as my weapon, my soul unashamed.
No validation sought, no audience required,
For my words are my refuge, where I'm inspired.

I dance with metaphors, and paint with rhyme,
Creating a symphony, a rhythm so sublime.
No shackles of conformity, no rules to abide,
Just the freedom to express, to let...