Acrostic

The atrocious contradiction of existence
The atrocious contradiction of existence How ironically does existence glare at our agony Drawing its muse in the hours of our ecstasy
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
The Raven
In shadows deep, a raven's flight, Silent wings cut through the night. A messenger from realms unknown, A harbinger with eyes like stone.
By Peculiar Beauty2 years ago in Poets
Do not go gentle into the good night
In the cosmic tapestry of existence, Dylan Thomas wove verses that transcended mortality. "Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night" emerged as a clarion call, a sonorous rebellion against the inevitability of fading light. Within its lines, a cosmic battle unfolded, pitting mortal fragility against the relentless march of time.
By Peculiar Beauty2 years ago in Poets
The road not taken
Certainly! Let's embark on a poetic journey down "The Road Not Taken." --- In the golden glow of twilight's embrace, where two divergent paths met, a solitary traveler stood, pondering the choices that would shape destiny. The air whispered tales of the untrodden, beckoning the seeker to explore the enigma of "The Road Not Taken."
By Peculiar Beauty2 years ago in Poets
Oops side down
I don’t know what this is about It is the worst poem Without a doubt In my mind To be alone can be sublime But to feel alone
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
A Scar on My Hearts Ears
There is a scar on my heart’s ears It’s from all the years of abuse I got used to It makes it hard to hear when someone says
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Symphony of the Earth. Content Warning.
In forests deep where sunlight plays, Nature orchestrates its grand ballet. The rustle of leaves, a gentle sway, A timeless dance, night to day.
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
Ode to Sustenance. Content Warning.
In kitchens, where secrets hide in spices' embrace, Where pots simmer melodies of aromatic grace, There lies the heart of life's vibrant ballet,
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets
"Echoes of Lost Love"
In the silence of the night, I hear your name, Echoes of a lost love, lighting the flame. The stars whisper secrets, in an eternal language,
By Hendrik SancheZ2 years ago in Poets
Murders in the Woods
Murders abound on Earth’s death Under and above her skin Reaching every dying breath Driven for another spin Every prayer remains mute
By Patrick M. Ohana2 years ago in Poets
First Born
I am the first born I’m worn out and scorned out Bearing the weight of all expectations The weight of a family on my shoulders
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Fragments of Love. Content Warning.
In the caverns of a shattered heart, Where whispers of love now depart, Echoes of laughter once danced free, Now drowned in tears, a silent plea.
By Ashiii2 years ago in Poets