Riding eloquent rhymes of old, Upon a horse garbed in gold; Laconic moments we ponder.   To keep count of starry nights Amidst laughing bedside termites; Lullabies in somnolent beats.   Belated claps and cacophony Mind’s eye moves in harmony; Ghouls of tomorrow wander.   Sordid souls rest upon a cliff Adorned in morbid verses... Continue Reading →