Acrostic

Whispers at the Shambhala Gateway
Along with The Solstice Gate of Skrim,guarding the pathway to the mythical Shambhala. The poem depicts the awesome approach to the portal gate of the unknown
By Estalontech2 years ago in Poets
Enchanting Love
The first snowflake fell quietly, almost unnoticed, in the bustling heart of Paris. The city's famed Eiffel Tower stood tall and majestic, its lights twinkling against the darkening sky. The Seine River, usually lively with boats and laughter, was now serene, reflecting the emerging snowflakes in its gentle waves.
By Dabasish Pal2 years ago in Poets
The audacity of hope
I believe we can give : Jobs to the jobless, Homes to the homeless, Hope to the hopeless, Light in the darkness.
By real Jema2 years ago in Poets
She is the epitome of poetry
This poem has not mastered herself in literature, Neither has read many grammar textbooks. She doesn’t know how she looks.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
A Very Brief Affair. Content Warning.
Introduction I may have found the image here: I decided to do the dialogue poem as an acrostic merging the two names and try to make it amusing
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
Summer Nights
S - Steamy, sweat-filled evenings U - Under a starlit sky M - Making slow, sweet love M - Mixed drinks sipped in the hammock
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Poets
Something about Poem
How do I start writing a Poem? Where is my inspiration? Does it prom me to become an inspirer? Or does it give me motivation to become a Poet?
By JoyJunkie2 years ago in Poets
HOLIDAY
Hours and minutes of freedom, Off from busy schedules, is Liberation and a blessing indeed! Invest your time in learning a new skill.
By Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)2 years ago in Poets
Forgiveness after the storm
The muse of poetry in its depths stalls the ensue of thee, Drowning in the sparse spectacle of hope left, one dives into the waters of misery.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
You-14
I wish I could have lied to you And said I didn’t want you Or want you near But the truth is I was living in fear The fear of opening myself up
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
You-13
Life has taken its toll But I can get through it all Because when you smile at me You smile with your soul Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
You-12
If only you could see yourself through my mind Then perhaps you’d understand Your beauty The reason why I give you my most precious thing
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets