Acrostic

Silence
s tanding alone, waiting for the clock to turn i n me is a deep fear, a dark emptiness l eeching into my veins, my very blood
By angela hepworth2 years ago in Poets
"Shh.."
Shifting sounds of silence Inside my mind is numb Let this be a lesson to every mothers son Enveloped in its vastness Nothing can get through
By Pamela Walsh-Holte2 years ago in Poets
Soft, Silent, Still
Sitting by the window, In the morning light glow, with Lilting spring day's gentle show, Exists a tranquil moment, Nestled in a pleasant
By Jaimie2 years ago in Poets
Everlasting Silence
Silence is a word that speaks so much louder than anything else in the English dictionary I never imagined the day where you would leave when you said that we were ready
By Ash Roy2 years ago in Poets
in the silence there is fun
Somewhere, I think there's someone still waiting. Wishing for me to be there. Each day I'm gone is a burden until Even your eyes aren't recognisable. It pains me,
By Ruby Red2 years ago in Poets
RESPONSIBILITY
Responsibility** Responsibility, a weighty load, A burden borne, a path untrod. Yet, in its depths, a strength is found, A maturity that's truly profound. For age alone, does not impart, The wisdom gained, the skillful art. Of shouldering burdens, big and small, And rising above, standing tall. Responsibility, a test of might, A challenge faced, with all one's might. It shapes the character, the soul, And makes us stronger, whole and whole. So let us embrace, this noble task, And in its weight, our spirit bask. For it is here, where growth resides, And maturity, truly abides.
By Juliusly 2 years ago in Poets
SKIPPABLE PEOPLE
the Skippable** Some people, like ads that play on screen, A fleeting moment, a passing scene. They interrupt our lives, they break our stride, And leave us wishing they would hide. They talk too much, they never stop, Their words a torrent, a never-ending crop. They drain our patience, they wear us thin, We long to skip them, to begin again. But some, like ads that we enjoy, A welcome break, a pleasant ploy. They entertain us, they make us smile, And leave us wanting more, for a while. So let us choose, the ones to keep, The ones to skip, to make us sleep. For in the end, it's up to us, To sort through all the fuss and muss.
By Juliusly 2 years ago in Poets
Haunted. Content Warning.
Still, the bed laid untouched the way you left it that crisp, fall morning. Introductions were never my strong suit, Losing every ounce of love I once felt; faded away the day you left.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet2 years ago in Poets
THE INVISIBLE SOUL
The Invisible Soul** A spirit unseen, a heart unknown, A soul that wanders, all alone. A silent whisper, a gentle sigh, A flicker of hope, that will not die. Invisible, yet deeply felt, A presence strong, that cannot melt. A guiding light, a steady hand, A beacon shining, across the land. Though unseen, its power's clear, A force that drives us, year by year. A spark of life, a flame that glows, A spirit that forever grows. So let us cherish, this unseen friend, A soul that guides us, to the end. A constant presence, ever near, A source of strength, dispelling fear.
By Juliusly 2 years ago in Poets
THE ATOM OF LOVE
The Atom of love** A tiny particle, a spark divine, The atom of love, a force benign. A universe within, a world untold, A story of passion, hearts enfold. It starts as a flicker, a gentle flame, A spark of attraction, a lover's game. It grows and it strengthens, with every touch, A bond so unbreakable, so much. It's a force that unites, that sets us free, A love so profound, wild and spree. It's a journey of hearts, a dance of two, A love that's eternal, ever new. So let us cherish, this precious gift, The atom of love, that we uplift. A force that sustains, a light that gleams, A love that forever, forever dreams.
By Juliusly 2 years ago in Poets
GOD LOVES US
**A Shepherd's Care** Like sheep within a fold, we stray, Sometimes lost, upon our way. But Thou, our Shepherd, kind and true, Dost guide and guard us through and through. Thy watchful eye, forever near, Dispels our doubts, our fears to cheer. Thy loving hand, a gentle guide, Through stormy seas, where dangers hide. Thy rod and staff, our comfort be, In valleys deep, by waters free. Thy presence fills us, heart and soul, As we toward our journey's goal. So let us trust, with hearts made whole, Thy loving care, Thy sweet control. For Thou art Shepherd, strong and wise, Who leads us safe, to paradise.
By Juliusly 2 years ago in Poets
BROKEN BOTTLES
Broken bottles Shattered glass, a mournful sight, Once filled with joy, now lost in night. A symbol of what once has been, A fragile vessel, now broken and keen. Fragments scattered, scattered wide, A jagged mess, where hope once died. A reminder of times gone by, Of laughter, tears, and dreams that fly. Yet in the broken, beauty can be found, A mosaic of pieces, scattered around. A testament to life's fragility, A fragile thing, so easily. So let us cherish what we have, Before it's lost, beyond the grave. And let us learn from broken glass, To hold things dear, that will not pass.
By Juliusly 2 years ago in Poets