Baskadia

In the realm of dreams and starry skies,

Where whispers of the night gently lie,

A poet's heart begins to sing,

As words and verses take their wing.

Upon the canvas of the night,

A tapestry of colors bright,

The moon and stars, they dance and play,

In this realm where dreams do sway.

A symphony of silence reigns,

As nature's secrets gently wanes,

The rustling leaves and flowing streams,

In perfect harmony, they dream.

The moonlight paints a world anew,

A realm of mystery, a world untold,

A place where dreams and reality collide,

In this realm, the poet's heart resides.

Through verses and words, the poet weaves,

A story of the night, it believes,

A tale of love, of loss, and strife,

In the realm of dreams, it finds its life.

So close your eyes and let your mind,

In this realm of dreams, unwind,

For in the silence of the night,

The poet's heart, it takes flight.