The young ones gathered. The beats were blaring and filled the air.
There is nothing I should need to tell. You look at me with a daunting gaze
A Terza rima with a 'double barrelled' rhyming couplet finish.
About mocking someone who you don't know.
The mountain was laughing at me. A mocking laugh, insulting, and derogatory. I spent more and more of my days staring at it from afar in my home, seething. Somehow in spite of my anger and embarrassme...
When your life journey stops making sense
The young ones gathered. The beats were blaring and filled the air.
There is nothing I should need to tell. You look at me with a daunting gaze
A Terza rima with a 'double barrelled' rhyming couplet finish.
About mocking someone who you don't know.
The mountain was laughing at me. A mocking laugh, insulting, and derogatory. I spent more and more of my days staring at it from afar in my home, seething. Somehow in spite of my anger and embarrassme...
When your life journey stops making sense