Moonlit Night and Dancing Words

Tale of tapestry of words

Photo by Andreas Fickl on Unsplash

In the graceful dance of moonlit night,
Where stars cascade in gentle flight,
Her verse takes flight,
A tapestry of words, pure delight.

With elegance and subtle grace,
She weaves her tales in every space,
Each syllable a tender embrace,
In her poetic realm, a sacred place.

Her words like petals soft and fair,
Float upon the midnight air,
Each stanza a whispered prayer,
To soothe the soul, to mend and repair.

In the depths of sorrow, she finds light,
In the darkest hour, she paints the night,
With pen in hand, she takes her flight,
Her style, pure delight.

Shikha Saxena - Medium