Acrostic

Promise
Promises. The pledge we ought to refrain from. For this unfeasible responsibility bears the weight of owning such thingness that mere
By Natasha Collazo2 years ago in Poets
Of All the Hearts in All the World
after intoxication levels breach there is nothing to stem this nexus totality of more love than thought humanly possible
By The Dani Writer2 years ago in Poets
C.O.L.L.E.G.E.S.
College Offers Learning Literacy but it does not Ever Guarantee Employment relevant to your field of Study
By K. Wisendanger 2 years ago in Poets
Suicide Suicide
In this day and age, I am supposed to warn the reader that the subject matter may be sensitive, as if worse events had never happened before and will never happen again. This is not a children’s platform, although some adults can be mistaken for tall tots and vice versa.
By Patrick M. Ohana2 years ago in Poets
Mind Day
Another year has passed Never to return Not to be altered or refined Immovable as a mountain, obstinate and taciturn
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Columbus Day
A time not so long ago New age explorers Never satisfied and Intrepid in their Villainous machinations Envisioned adventures even as
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Poets
To all the dreamers
This one is for all the dreamers In the bounty existence that we breathe, Crafted with moments, captured by the fulfilled deeds.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
The eternal embrace of nature’s cry in the bane of existence
The eternal embrace of nature’s cry in the bane of existence How contradictory is the being of humanness in its unfathomable stance,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
July
As far as months are concerned, July is a beast. No other has hosted the repose of some of my most dear. Nothing other than its return brings me back to those days of grief.
By kp2 years ago in Poets
Hunter of the Abyss
From ocean's cradle, vast and deep, A warrior’s path, a weary sweep. A hunter born of abyssal flame, In realms of dread and ancient fame.
By Your Demon2 years ago in Poets
The time I wasted on you
Written for R. P.'s Unofficial Anniversary Challenge: *** After a long time I came to a realize that some people in life have really good disguise
By Anna 2 years ago in Poets
Mother You Hurt M
Mother you hurt M before you expired On a damp day in two thousand thirteen Thunder and lightening were loosely wired Hell was above before M met Athene
By Patrick M. Ohana2 years ago in Poets