In words we weave a world unseen, A tapestry of thoughts and dreams, Where silent whispers softly gleam, And verses flow like gentle streams.
Each line a brushstroke, deftly placed, A canvas where emotions trace, The fleeting moments we embrace, In rhythm's tender, timeless grace.
Through metaphors and similes, We capture life’s complexities, In stanzas full of mysteries, Unlocking hidden reveries.
The poet’s pen, a magic wand, Transforms the mundane, and beyond, With every rhyme, a sacred bond, A timeless truth, a lasting song.
In poetry, our souls take flight, To realms where day transcends the night, In every word, a spark of light, That guides us through the dark, to sight.
Nigora is 15 years old and is currently a 10th-grade student at the Is‘hoqxon Ibrat Creative School. She…