Accidental verse.
Blank verse, here we come!
We do not rhyme; we just charm.
When emotions run;
We scribble and have fun.
Life is an assortment of randomness;
Why shouldn’t poetry match the craziness?
We are bound beneath this constant pressure,
Life plays...
We do not rhyme; we just charm.
When emotions run;
We scribble and have fun.
Life is an assortment of randomness;
Why shouldn’t poetry match the craziness?
We are bound beneath this constant pressure,
Life plays...