THE SONG UNSPOKEN 

Emotions bloom, in vibrant hues,
A symphony crafted, for hearts that bruise.
A gem it gleams, a gentle song,
Where solace finds the weary, and right the wrong.

The silent strings of poesy's lute,
Whisper truths, both tender and astute.
A balm for wounds, a calming tide,
In troubled minds, where fears reside.

The bard's brave touch, on life's soft clay,
Molding stories, where wonders play.
Twists and turns, a captivating flow,
Unveiling depths, where hidden meanings grow.

Memories bloom, in stanzas bright,
A tapestry is woven, with threads of light.
Humanity's essence, forever penned,
A timeless echo, that knows no end.

Compact and rich, a language deep,
Where feelings dance, and mysteries sleep.
The reader delves, in rhythmic rhyme,
Unveiling layers, transcending time.

Illusions formed, to set the soul ablaze,
A canvas painted, in a poet's daze.
Hearts touched deeply, by emotions true,
Not just for scholars, but for me and you.

The artist's touch, a masterful blend,
Where form and feeling, in perfect ascend.
The reader sees, with a clearer eye,
The world unveiled, beneath a painted sky.