Fragments of a shattered soul

Ink and Imagination

In realms of paper, tales unfurl,
A universe crafted for the dreaming girl.
Storybooks, portals to worlds untold,
Whispering secrets, ageless and bold.

In every chapter, a journey begins,
Heroes rise, facing trials and sins.
Pages turn with a soft, rhythmic hum,
Adventure woven in each word's sum.

From fairy realms to the stars that gleam,
Imagination dances like a moonbeam.
Binding tales, an enchanted embrace,
Storybooks, a refuge, a magical space.

Characters breathe with ink-stained breath,
Life's lessons taught in the dance of death.
Through dog-eared pages and well-loved nooks,
Eternal enchantment in the heart of books.

Side note: this poem is sooooo different to my normal poems but all I wanted to say in this poem,is that even books are part of my soul too.