Last Commented Acrostic Poems (99)

Another season of color,
Unto is such and there is no other.
To see those leaves fall,
Under our feet the winter will call.
Many days and nights are so cool,
Now those kids, yeah, back to school.

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.

whine
why have I never enough
what haunts you
we have all things
we're empty
when erstwhile ruined empires
would have every need
was our unfulfilled love derided
wind abbot'o sea
which I now desire
witch have I changed helpless
wine it's tomorrow can't help

One little word is all it takes
to make a point, dictate our fate
To build a bridge or close a gate
Encourage, deflate
To give, to take.

To cut, to sew
Detach, deface, embrace
Destroy, repair .

Ditto Touché
Come what may....
Choose words carefully
Be mindful about what you say

M—Music
O—Of
N—Necessity
E— Earth’s
Y—Yoke

F—Finding
A—About
M –Mysterious
E—Eccentricity

There are a lot of fools,
That walk away from love,
With foolish games they play,
They don't know,
love doesn't come every day,
But if love can come with burning flames,
on a whim,
Carpe Diem.
There are so many fools,
They take a heart with a touch,
Breaking love's rules,
Leaving the heart to break,
As if love wasn't worth much,
Like a Hollywood film.
Or the thorn on the rose's stem.
They only leave pain.
and a lonely heart in the rain,
There is a piper to pay,
They will wake up one day,
But if love comes with a burning flame.
On a whim,
Carpe Diem.

A quite familiar episode unfolds
How young and black are kept from growing old
Meek men with guns, black hole in place of heart
A devils work did idle hands embark
Upon, but film had captured what occurred
Dead men won’t tell a pictures’ thousand words

A crooked DA Johnson tried to hide
Recruited to erase a homicide
But best attempts were futile in the end
Efforts often made could not contend
Real justice for Ahmaud the Fathers’ will
Yes peace envelope mothers’ heart be still.

Wb JS 1/8/22

LONELYNESS
Longing fills the hours of my night, Lavender dreams in twilight's sight,
On a canvas of Daisies painted in the moonlight.
Nights like these whisper a silent plight,
Eternal echoes of Orchids taking flight.

Yearning for a touch, a voice so sweet, like an Azalea's repeat,
Each moment, like an Iris, feels incomplete.
Shadows, like Nightshades, claim defeat,
Sorrows have found a quiet retreat.

Over the hills, beneath the indigo sky, Lilies lie,
Night paints a picture, an intense outcry.
Laying bare the heart, the whispers of goodbye,
Yearns for the dawn, a relief to comply.

Nightfall cloaks the world in a tranquil haze,
Each star a beacon, like a Sunflower's gaze.
Solitude, like a Tulip, speaks in mysterious ways,
Seducing the heart in its intricate maze.

Sighs of loneliness, the silent bell, a Rose can tell,
On memories of love, my thoughts dwell.
Never again to be under the spell,
Love’s fleeting dance, like a Daffodil, I remember it well.

Yearning whispers in the night, no one to appease,
Eclipsed by the silence, brought to its knees.
Solitary heart, like a Lotus, longing for release,
Strumming the chords of a melancholic piece.

Over the horizon, the morning sun will rise, like Marigolds surprise,
New day, new hope beneath the azure skies.
Love, they say, never truly dies,
Yearning, like a Violet, in the heart forever lies.

Echoes of the past in the corridor of time, just like a Primrose's rhyme,
Softly murmur a forgotten love rhyme.
Seducing the senses, an ageless mime,
Solitude's song, beautifully sublime, like the call of a Jasmine's chime.

Surrender to all my Faults

Life is like a jungle
You just never know who you'll meet
I'm.a lier a murder and a cheat
I wonder what people will think

I.murdered little children
With tiny little feet
I.dont ask for your pardon
Just to.listen for their
beat
Just to.listen before you speak
I was sick in the head
Sure I couldn't speak

They would have being a blessing at anyone feet
Tiny.little babies
With no.voice because of this creep
I have no words to describe what.its like.on.the.operating table
Because no.one speaks
Just plenty of tears after
The heart beat has stopped beating in.my tummy with there tiny.little feet.


No words can.ever describe the guilt that I carry until.i expire from.this jungle
Beneath my feet
tiny.litlle feet have stopped dancing
Because of my decision
To abort before I could sleep


No human.can.judge me
Only himself,so he told me
Before I could sleep
I have sinned against humanity so forgive me please to help me ease
And get me on.my feet

I'll remember the day i made my decision I was full.of relief
But it's only in the after
That i knew i.did wrong.
So when.i.expire from.this jungle we call.life
Just remember.one thing
God is great.

I'll sit here a while
Just so
I feel that I have surrender ed all my.hurt and guilt
I'll sit here a while to.feel that I will.never be complete
So take some advise
Cherish life because it's the only one
We've got.

There are truly remarkable people in this jungle we call.life
So.hush don't cry
Your baby too is in the sky
Waiting to.be reunited
With.their loved ones who.made a huge mistake


The end