Acrostic

Shadow of Sorrow
Enveloped in darkness since you passed Consumed by the vast black inky shadow of grief. Lost is the light of your love. Into the darkness I’d willingly go.
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Poets
(noun) Obscuring of Light From One Celestial Body By Another
Exquisite (adjective) extreme and intense in beauty courtship (noun) period when romance blossoms locked (adjective) fastened and secured in the cosmos
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
"E" Clips
Eclipse Acrostic Come On, There's Nothing Too It Look It Is So Easy Perhaps I Should Not Have Written This Evil and Mischievous, That Is Me Personified
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
A Soulmates Eclipse
Even the clouds are envious, as you come before me. Celestial bliss exist in each moment of our tryst. Lamenting they glare, understanding our union is a cosmic affair.
By Kenneth cruz2 years ago in Poets
Relief
Ever pure and Steady, moon’s Midnight monochrome gleaM Casts shadow Upon creatures Seeking hidden places, in whO Lights fear, or Nightly lusting, Or living’s always needful echO
By Hannah Moore2 years ago in Poets
Feeling Eclipsed
Have you felt overshadowed by someone? I'll answer my rhetorical question - a large majority of us will reply in the affirmative. Whether by a sibling or a friend, being eclipsed by someone is an overwhelming, negative feeling that is difficult to deal with.
By Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin2 years ago in Poets
Drip
Ever Conclude Love Involuntarily Passes Squeezing Everything
By Natasha Collazo2 years ago in Poets
Don’t call us dead
Standing behind the wall, forbidden to look tall, To be the dainty taste for a man’s unsatiated hunger, The tale of a woman’s right to emancipation has seen it all.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
The Eclipse of Life
Every human Connected across time and space Leaving impressions on each other In minor yet immeasurable ways. Persistent to show life's beauty and purpose
By Sady Bayne 2 years ago in Poets
To Rest
Extant species of my anxiety live—unwillingly Conserved in my brain, my responses—classified not in Linnaean taxonomy and Latin but by
By Hannah E. Aaron2 years ago in Poets
Ever Reaching Across This Earth
Echoing darkness creeps and crawls the lands like outstretched fingertips Crossing the page of life in threatening silence
By Oneg In The Arctic2 years ago in Poets
Sin-cerly.
Envy has begun its meal, Consuming all we could consist of until its focus is Liminal, set only in shades of green to cast us in ghastly
By Obsidian Words2 years ago in Poets