Acrostic

Train To Nowhere
Train to Nowhere A whistle cries in the midnight fog, as iron wheels groan to life, and the train to nowhere, bound in shadow,
By Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
When the water covers the land
When the earth overflows with water And life pulsates with life in red flowers The sun begins to release its threads to shine with purity
By Kisama Riyo about a year ago in Poets
You pay the price for the life you live. Top Story - November 2024.
Many "Rich people", whom you consider all-lucky Deal with countless misfortunes and pay to get what you say, 'Luck!' = A wife you see— cherishing every luxury; all that spice Has her heels cut and her hands scarred with veins of sacrifice Edison earned his life, the fame, and the better A light bulb cost him hardships and teacher's letter Social media stars seem like having no regret Their sacrifice of privacy and the unseen debt~ "Woah! All those friends... Your life is prime" ': He radiated his energy, gifts, and time' "Her baby, her beauty— She's the luckiest mom" ': The 9 months were rigorous than a storm'
By Maryam Batoolabout a year ago in Poets
A Pointlessness I know, but I know
I’m a walking contradiction I would rise to the heights only to fall I am not brethren of good But I hate evil
By The Madmanabout a year ago in Poets
Unread
I write poems that go unread Sometimes because I forget them before they escape my head Other times I write them But hide them instead
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
Hard Times
Here come the hard times Here comes the return of the archons The harkening of our death Not the death of people But the death of our nation
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
No
Note: I know how many of you feel right now, and I have been putting my thoughts together post-election/-Guy Fawkes Night/-Daylight Saving Time. We really seem to be hit with a lot this particular autumn. So, I will look at the challenges and continue to create. And I will leave you with this one.
By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Poets
Shore
Slowly, tilting with the tide, I lay out on a tiny dory. Lowering my fingers into ripples. Endless seems the blue above,
By Lark Hanshanabout a year ago in Poets
Fashionista
Fabulous Astonishing Shaping Hopefulness Indescribable Optimistic Neatness Independent Styling Trendy Attraction
By L.I.Eabout a year ago in Poets
Are you 'Iceland'?
From December til the January But you being 'coldest' has to be; February Doctor said, I'm allergic to a disease If it gets on me, whole day I'll sneeze
By Maryam Batoolabout a year ago in Poets
Solid Silver Water
Introduction I have decided to do this poem as a rhyming acrostic with a constant syllable count. The music is "The Frost Is Over" by The Chieftains
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred about a year ago in Poets
A Fragmented Future
You want a story of hope? Of innovation? Are you tone deaf to what’s happening in this nation Are you completely unaware of the situation?
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets