Stranger
a jaded-love & acrostic poem
Sneaky, how
The time has changed us.
Remember when we used to be each others’
"Absolutely"-- kindred spirits & best friends?
Now, I hardly even know you. The “you” I knew is now a
Ghost, I fear—a faded memory, a vintage trend. On
Eggshells, now, we tip-toe.
Round and round we go--upon this ferris wheel: without a cusp of linkage, without end.
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-Gina C. 🧚♀️✨
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Author’s Note: This poem is part of my "Ghosts of Relationships Past" series, where I reminisce about old love experiences of mine, gone bad. :) ❤️ Follow for more drama!
This is Poem #4 of my personal "Poem-a-Day" challenge. ☺️ Can I keep it up? We shall see. 🫣 If I can write one more today, I'll be on track again!
About the Creator
Gina C.
Poet | Author | Architect of Worlds
Sowing stories rooted in culture, origin, metamorphosis, resilience, language & love via fantasy, myth, magical realism & botanical prose
Writing my novel!🧚🏻♀️🐉✨
Comments (4)
You have such a great use of formatting that really accentuates the great strands you’re weaving together! Nicely done, Gina!
This was so poignant and relatable as well. Loved your Acrostic!
😩 Aww, round and round. So sad!! Beautiful work ❤️
The torment! So sad, but beautifully written