I perch on the edge of the world's perceptions, And look down into the abyss of sanity I see reality but i see sorrow Up here on this insanity edge Is where a poet's heart resides, I see many , lost in their imaginary reality They are people who are termed madmen Disgraced and disgusted by people wh Read More...
And so it began... It seemed a fine evening until the rain started to pour down,not likely a sunny evening but its the perfect mood to with sip a cup of coffee and read a book with the rhythm of the rain in the background. Well am quite the romanticist ain't I? Thats what seems to be my proble Read More...
