Ink-Stained Symphony

A Poem

Source: Author

In the realm of woven words, I find my muse,
A tapestry of thoughts, emotions to infuse.
The pen, a magic wand, creates a dance,
A symphony of letters in a rhythmic trance.

Lines unfurl like tendrils of a vine,
Climbing the walls of time, forever to entwine.
Metaphors and similes paint vivid scenes,
A world…