Often disliked despite it's solace offerings;
visited less than seldom and feared to be dismal;
mistakenly apprehended, so misunderstood;
so they miss it's tranquil, relaxing, comforting nature.
YOU ARE READING
No Rhymes, Just Rhythms of My Own
Poetrya storage of loud and silent outbursts---of any known human emotions. Mere compilation of previously published individual poems and newly inspired creations.
