A crazy woman
With no other work
Daily sitting in front
Of my assembled PC
I just tap away
Throughout the night
Talking to the screen
No companion I have
Other than my Hard Drive
Who knows the innermost
Secrets of my heart
A confidante, a friend
Who doesn’t say,
“I have no need of you”
It comes to life
At my touch
And gives in turn
A sense of satisfaction
With no recompense asked.
All this when you read
May lead you to think
I am mad!
angel, everything the common men enjoy is invented by a mad man... or an eccentric... that's why i wrote: o eccentrics of the universe...unite...you have nothing to lose except your madness..that only made you real people useful to mankind..... i won't call you crazy...so close to my heart.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You should hold your heart as it holds your life....don't let it down