Waiting rooms are long and bleak.Full of people who want to speak.To get your turn is a rare chance. And the lights often flicker.The tension is thick and the coffee is bitter.When they call out your name,you play a game. That...

The horse pranced,the wind softly danced.And ruffled its soft mane.The sunlight smiled,and the horse felt the same. What a lovely day for prancing.Hooves tapping and dancing.In the soft,gentle wind. A horse as ordinary as can be.Riding on its back across a...

It was a place I saw countless moons ago.Everything was tiled.And after the dream,I woke up tired. It had pools oh so deep.And I saw the place,dreaming in my sleep.It just looked so familiar. And so,I did research.This place divine wasn't...