the soft whisper
of the poet's mind
scribbled madly
on anything
they could find...
the rhythm nor the rhyme
matters in the scheme of time
the verse is written
as madness takes ahold.
Ars Poetica April 17
the soft whisper
of the poet's mind
scribbled madly
on anything
they could find...
the rhythm nor the rhyme
matters in the scheme of time
the verse is written
as madness takes ahold.
Pattimouse 