Acrostic

The Enchanted Pool
[1]. Yudhishthira waited for his brothers in anxiety and thirst. "Can they have been subjected to a curse or are they still wandering about in the forest in search of water? Can they have fainted or died of thirst? Unable to bear these thoughts, and driven by an overpowering thirst, he gave up waiting and started out to look for his brothers and the pool hoping that he might find them.
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Remember Me
Remember me I wish the future was bright And full of stars But I know soon We may be far There will be many scars Because they hate this world
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ENDLESS LOVE
Everlasting bond that never fades, Nurtured in moments, through light and shade. Deep as the ocean, wide as the sky, Lifting us up, as time passes by.
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R.E.S.I.L.I.E.N.C.E
Rising above the noise of judgment. Echoes of stigma will not define me. Strength found in pain, forged in fire. I carry the lessons like armor, with angels as my ally.
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Love Notes
Love Is in the air Our love does not disappear in thin air Victory for our love Everyone needs Love Note of Love
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Judgment Day
Judge and judging for understanding to see what determines us for gaining entrance that our memories of living will elicit and elaborate for us our
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The Hollow Ones
In the quiet hours of the waning night, Where shadows stretch beyond the light, The Hollow Ones begin their tread, From the corners where the lost have fled.
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Debris
Introduction This is just a poem about being destroyed and swept aside by convention. The music is "Debris" written and sung by Ronnie Lane with the Faces.
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String
They fling us into this world alone Tell us to look at the wonder to behold Told to seek our hearts desire The one that lights our fire
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What is LOVE?
Love and loyalty Opportunities to show one Variety of ways to show and tell Endearing endearments.
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Wither and Fade
Don’t give me things that wither and fade Give me the grass that has strong blades Give me a song that draws me hither Don’t dither and doubt
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Sylvia Plath (1932–1963): A Profound Voice in Confessional Poetry
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