Most Commented Acrostic Poems (99)

We”ve all heard the old adage “ you don’t succeed. Try, Try, again.
“ unfortunately, that phrase leaves quite a bit out for many of us in today’s day and age. What if don’t try to begin with? What if we’re so afraid of failure that we convince ourselves that trying at all is a
failure, and falilure we’re not willing to cope with? What if we are so accustomed to thinking we cannot possibly succeed that we are
So acccustoumed to thinking we cannot possibly succeed that
We look to everyone, everywhere for help we don’t actually need we look to everyone, everywhere for we don’t actually need in the first place? So many of us (and I am guilty of this to) believe in the order to accomplish something, we have to find someone who better at it than we are-someone smarter, wiser, more elo-Quentin,
funnier, stronger, whatever-er. What a tragedy, this Asking for help
Is one of the most important lessons we learn as we age knowing when we are at the limts of ourselves, be it knowledge, skill, or understanding. However, knowing when not to ask for help is one
of the most important lessons we learn as we age, knowing when
we are for help skill, or understanding,However knowing when not
is a talent that carries just as much weight. We learn through, fail-
ures, some large, some small, and they shape us into the people we become. Without these unfortunate, vital, valleys in our lives become.we can never truly reach the peaks that can follow, without learning from our own mistakes, painfully acquired along
the route of attempt, we cannot learn where we went where went wrong, we let slip though our fingers, how to improve. We are handcuffed fear of failure, stuck motionsless and petrified, believing we require so much more than ourselves to be what we should, to try

Rosa

Like a flower that blossoms in the wind
Her petals flowing and grasping life
And holding on to her faith
Like there was no tomorrow

Her aura, presence and beauty
Her awareness of who she can be
Who she wants to be
And who she will become

Her spoken word
Her interesting and intriguing mind
Her passion for conversation
And her strive for honesty

A lady of physical beauty
A girl that deserves respect
In all aspects of her life
For it is she; who holds the key

Within her essence, there is a presence
Of a soulful and loyal human being
Her joyous smile would warm your heart
And make your dreams become real

Her free spirit is genuine just like a dare
Her pride and self awareness
Her personality and intelligence
Just proves; she cares

For it is I who has witnessed all of this, on many an occasion.

01/09/2022 ©

Kindred spirits can’t remain apart.
All the land and seas cannot divide.
Remnants of our former we still are.
Rarest gems must not be cast aside.
Our fate is written in the stars.
Love I’ve felt for you I cannot hide.

Lovely you, your skin your eyes and hair.
Everything for you I’d do I swear.
Vast, deep, through to marrow, bone,
Years pass my love you’ve always known.

I will,

Love you until,
One day past eternity,
Verse and chapter, through adversity and
Every day after.

U!

Now is past a century or two
since I have lurked these shadows
of the many who had used to be
as present kin foreshadows.

This one marked with neither name nor rose
is where I used to cower
when I aptly chose this borough free
of any men of power.

Is this just to be another place
of processed poisons purely
pumping at a pace for picky me
to pull so prematurely?

What I've longed for is an essence that
of which now only cleanest
when a meal is at the age of three
and toxins are the leanest.

I would never waste my single chance
in days of horse and carriage
so to hide and prance around a lee
for snacks or to disparage.

Call it what you will and what I am
you reader of a brutal
lot of skew and scam with history
that makes your living futile.

Food is what I crave as you are well
aware and comfy knowing
that you found it swell you'll never see
my coming nor my going.

Hey there are you from your house and the people that are your parents house is my daughter lol that. The little boy who had been very sad these couple of days ago and the people that are your parents house is my daughter and the people that are your thoughts about this and the lives with her family and friends and the people that are your thoughts

HERE I AM AGAIN
SITTING IN SOLITUDE
YEARNING FOR SOMEONE
TO HEAR ME
... TO TALK TO ME
BUT NOBODY'S THERE
NO ONE BUT MYSELF...

IN SOLITUDE
I FOUND MYSELF CRYING
IT MAKE ME THINK
OF DYING
DIE... AND END THIS GRIEVING

BUT THEN IN SOLITUDE
... I FOUND SILENCE
... I FOUND PEACE
THAT CALMS
MY WEARY SOUL...

ONLY IN SOLITUDE
... I'VE KNOWN MYSELF
ONLY IN SOLITUDE,
SO, I WON'T BE ALONE
AGAIN...

S lain
A nonymously
N eighbors
D umbfounded by
Y ?

H ow could he?
O ne more tragedy
O ver 25 bodies
K eep them in your prayer please, children of Tragedy

©Copyright December 16, 2012 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved

V-iew of a dream is in front of me,
I-mmediately when I think how it could be,
L-aying with you like a butterlfy ,
M-aking
A-nd feeling you, passionately shy.

Marking off, I LOVE YOU

I--- Imagine when you no longer think of ME but you begin to think of US, WE, BOTH starts the metamorphous.



L--- Long lingering kisses and returning for one last kiss before you go off to your home by your self can seem as infatuation.

O--- Ordering for two and realizing that it is just you this night and forgetting that you are still single not a couple.

V--- Volunteering for simple duties to help the person you care about so much that you begin to enjoy the simple things you can say or do to make them smile.

E--- Excitement of hearing their voice, seeing their picture, or simply seeing that person walk up to meet you gives you the sense of joy and happiness with a smile on your face.



Y--- You no longer signify the image of yourself but that someone special who you can’t seem to get out of your head and heart.

O--- Over and over you say the name and it begins to feel like a long lost friend that has no beginning or no end, but a completeness that jumps up out of nowhere.

U--- Usually catches you off guard when you come to realize, that when you are not with that other person you spend more time thinking of them than enjoying being alone.

"Carol of the Bells", from faraway Ukraine
"Hark! The Herald Angels Sing", we hear again, and again
"Rocking Carol", though familiar, is an old Czech tune
"I Heard the Bells”, we all enjoy, and cannot be heard too soon

"Silent Night", Holy Night, from Austria to thee
"Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum", about the Christmas tree
"Mary's Boy Child", in the charts, year on year, on year
"Angels We Have Heard on High", always brings a tear

"See, Amid the Winter's Snow", and we end right here