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Baking scented love
Rich in aroma
Outwitting my senses
With chewy bites
Nothing draws me in more
Insisting I partake
Every single time
Same thing happens when I see you
Pick your favorite dessert and do an acrostic
No calories consumed.
Geof Spavins Mar 27
Every dawn whispers secrets untold,
Through skies painted in hues of gold.
Holding moments fleeting and fine,
Echoes of existence in a grand design.
Reflections dance on a serene stream,
Eternal visions, like a dream.
Amidst the quiet, beauty thrives,
Life's ethereal glow forever survives.
Mrs Timetable’s Poetry challenge for world poetry day.
Acrostic using Ethereal and the word Serene.
Anais Vionet Mar 26
E - Everyone
T - That
H - Has
E - Eggs
R - Really
E - Expended
A - A
L - Lot
.
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A song for this:
bad idea! by girl in red [E]
Mrs.Timetable challenge

I think this is an acrostic firefly poem.
I wasn’t sure EGGzactly what to write, my mind seemed soft scrambled.
I was hoping to poach an idea, but it turned out the yoke was on me.
Nishu Mathur Mar 23
E - Effervescent whispers echo in the wind
T - Tranquil moonlight casts a serene spell
H - Hibiscus toss moonbeams
E - Emerald leaves shimmy
R - Radiant stars gleam in the night sky
E - Enchantment reigns
A - All seems right with the world
L - Love is a possibility
Mrs.Timetable challenge
Carlo C Gomez Mar 21
Evening is on the take
The sun herself senses it
Her heat is slipping away
Eclipsed by cold, arctic tendrils
Rilling through the fragile geography
Earth is a strong fighter though
Able to restore itself in serene defiance
Light she brings to keep night in its place
Written for the challenge to write an acrostic poem to the word Ethereal, using the word serene somewhere in the poem by Mrs. Timetable.

https://hellopoetry.com/poem/5012875/ethereal-acrostic/
It’s been eleven months and that moment still matches my breath.

Kick it down, board it up, rewrite it a lesson, a bruise, a fever dream.
Nobody told me memories have teeth. nobody told me they bite back.
Open-palmed, open-mouthed, i am still holding the weight of your words.
Want to know something sick? i don’t want to put them down.

Was it mercy, or did you just want to watch what would happen?
How patient were you while sharpening the blade?
As if it mattered. as if a careful cut doesn’t keep bleeding.
There is no version of this where you didn’t know exactly what you were doing.

You were a scientist. a butcher in surgeon’s gloves. a man who saw a vast heart beating and thought, ‘how long can it last outside her body?’"
Oh, but that’s not fair, is it? you never said that. you never said anything.
Until you did. until it killed something in me that still refuses to stay dead.

Do you want to know what it’s like to live with that?
I’ll tell you, babes. it’s like finding your own obituary and realizing the date keeps changing.
Do you want to know what’s worse?

It still doesn’t feel final.

Keep up, love. i know you’re reading.
No, really, stay with me—i swear this part is important.
Only one of us is getting out of this clean, and it’s not you.
Watch how this unfolds: i get to tell the story, and you get to listen.

Wonder if you regret it. wonder if you’d do it again.
Hope the answer keeps you up at night.
Am i being cruel? am I being kind?
Tell me, what’s the difference?

You thought i would let this rot quietly in the dark.
Once again, you underestimated me.
Understand this: if i have to live with it, so do you.

Stop me. no, really, try.
Ask me if i’d rather forget. ask me if i’d rather this be over.
In every version of the answer, my hands are shaking.
Do i get to walk away? do i want to?

i know what you did, i know what you said,
i know what you meant.
i can outlive this, but I’ll never outwrite it.

nothing desires you like this poem does. i did—
once, but maybe not anymore
if you come across this, it spells itself out.
markybiz Feb 24
I want to express how I feel to you

Reality is somehow a blessing but it feels like pain
Even silly old me could be put into shame
Amidst everything that is objectively true
Loving you to me is the truest of true
Lonely are these days that you shut away from the world
You are the only who could change my mind to new from old

Love may be a strong word to say
Only you really made me feel this way
Vowed to my self that i might see it to the end
Ever wondering what is your perception of a happy end

Strange how this thing called "Love" work
How could it only struck me to you, that the other way didn't work
Alas, Having to meet you is a blessing that i have thanked gladly
Now, it does pain me to see you grow independently
Eager as i was i realized, the only one who was in love is me...
i love doing poems acrostically, it has a sense of restriction and yet a sense of freedom, a blend of mystery hidden in reality
markybiz Feb 17
I never thought of giving up

Letting the years be my witness
On this path of hope and uncertainty
Vowing that I would meet you at my best
Ending this dream by making it a reality

Yielding to no one but you
Older we get, the greater we grew
Until we reached each other, me and you

Since that time, what i really want was
Having you here with me, was the aim
And I know you might not feel the same
No one asked me to do this and there is no one to blame
Even I, myself would agree but sorry if my greediness showed at last
i really want to show it to her but i know that a fool like me could only just attempt to dream
Àŧùl Feb 7
Probably you didn't expect it,
Right when I saw your name,
Alas, I recalled her identity,
Tasked with exploring the possibility,
I lost myself into her calm,
Beautiful like the night,
Hiding her hurt heart,
Atul failed to entice her in his charm.
My HP Poem #2048
©Atul Kaushal
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