Most Commented Acrostic Poems (99)

S cent of an angel pure as a ray of light
A gainst the emptiness you fly
R reality is not what you seek
A bove any law your love is for the weak

G orgeous you are like the ocean at night!
Y our look, your eyes, warm like a ray of light.
S eems to me that sweetness and passion are yours,
E nding, inside you, their desired course.
L et me dream of the day I'll find an angel like you
E nvy of many, that believes you are simply true.

Betwixt and between is where we would walk
Allowing the equilibrium to rock
Listening to the quiet voice within
Answer queries from where we would begin
Necessary deviation from a path we know well
Concealed by the colored paradigms that flavors the tale
Enticing the spirit to pay heed to the mind
Dreaming of a paradise we hope we can find.

Perhaps if and when we look beyond that which fits tight
Overcoming fears of the unknown living in light
Languishing in shadows for the shifting perception
Articulating our diction to ears of conception
Reiterating to reverberate our future pasts
Intricately designed and created by us to be passed
Toward our progeny who sometimes miss the catch
Inwardly wishing that our history could scratch
Entanglements to the dark laws of their fathers
Syncopated chains of secrecy that smothers

Balanced Polarities …

Vanguard in death and deception,
Innocent hearts heed to his illusion.
Cry Mama Africa, cry for your children.
Angels with dark countenances are raised against them.
Rise black man, awake from your slumber,
Inactivate the medium that is deceiving you.
Understand, no! over stand the number:
Six, six, six is the number of a man.

From the west they came, with bibles and guns,
Igniting a fire, a burning desire to be like them.
Lost in the labyrinths of prayer, summoning gnomes and goblins;
In persuasion we fly with angels and jinns,
Incarcerated in spins of sins.

Dark is our external shades, but our heart is as red as blood.
Ethiopian blood stained the suit of the woman we dearly loved.
Is the black child a sacrifice to god, their god?

Leave it alone
Obscured by lust
Viciously attacks
Euphoria

I was tried before, without a just cause. Slandered to the core, they broke all laws. Justice naturally being denied, i seen as a nerd. Summarily i was tried, i was never heard. My character being defamed, with strange accusations. Misuse of my name, with libellous defamations. This not so unusual, good people know it. your name in scandal, gossip being the culprit. But i no longer, take it to heart. My mind is stronger, now expecting these darts. Hatred anger and jealousy, govern the wicked's heart. Good people their enemy, we all play our parts.

Trial by fire is how we learn.
Rapture captured at every turn.
Anticipation rewards curiosity.
Nesting internally with serenity.
Serious about the worlds lack of love
Looking through paradigms because
Under it all I can ‘see’ that number nine
Cautions me to listen to a spirit that’s mine.
Equality is a reward, not a divine given right.
No thing can compare to another in the tight
Tormenting knowledge that all that is taken

Will now have to be returned to be given.
Archaic cultures were more advanced in science
Rendering life forms to appreciate the license
Regulated by faith in one’s self to feel the heat
Ignite and fill the soul with adrenaline as complete.
Organizing the trilogy in all aspects of being
Ready to forego the price of energy screaming.

Nine is three times three, triangular as in motion
Inter-woven with the tides of the deep blue ocean.
Neatly logical with raw emotion in passion extreme
Ever more the warrior of honor, integrity the dream.


Translucent Warrior Nine

R emaining on the dark side of

E nlightenment.

L iving in

I gnorance of the truth within the word

G od has spoken.

I nstilling fear, while

O ppressing all understanding of the true

N ature, which is spirit.





S oul's journey along an ascended

P ath toward enlightenment.

I ntegrity and

R ighteousness lead the way, converting

I gnorance and fear into

T ruth and

U nderstanding.

A scending into the

L ight, fear is erased

I gnorance replaced by

T ruth. God's wisdom and understanding are

Y ours, throughout eternity.

I would walk until the end of time,

looking for some sort of sign
of the desire to be the part
valued most by my beating heart
Everyday I try to unwind,

yet I can't forget what is on my mind
One more day I'll persevere,
unless I somehow find you here.

Today I thought
What if I tried again.
Ive nothing to lose..
Can I love again?
Even though it hurts?

Alone does not suit me
Solitude is not my thing.

Never thought I would write again
I was wrong on this..too.
Cannot be bad
Even though it is.:)