The words: Acme, acrophobia, acquiesce, aconite, acrimonious, Acrostic
Do you know what it's like to be lead to heights
In love, life's acme, how fast does time fly...
You're pushed off then, forgotten as you fall from her sights
Acrophobia remains, it's what you remember her by...
And when to despair you helplessly acquiesce
Not escaping the falling skies, just feeling the squeeze
Distress itself may change you with the pressure it brings
It can - if you so wish - make you fly, give you wings...
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Aconites disguised as roses, were they to be the prize?
Regrets as your dreams die an acrimonious demise?
Endeavoring to erase your memories is like, you think
Indelible marks being covered with weak whitening ink...
Do you know what it's like to be lead to heights
In love, life's acme, how fast does time fly...
You're pushed off then, forgotten as you fall from her sights
Acrophobia remains, it's what you remember her by...
And when to despair you helplessly acquiesce
Not escaping the falling skies, just feeling the squeeze
Distress itself may change you with the pressure it brings
It can - if you so wish - make you fly, give you wings...
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Aconites disguised as roses, were they to be the prize?
Regrets as your dreams die an acrimonious demise?
Endeavoring to erase your memories is like, you think
Indelible marks being covered with weak whitening ink...
A poem rather a conundrum
ReplyDeleteAlly, it lit a beam.
Love... It's crazy and dippy
Toppling and tumbling tots up the masti.
KEEP GOING :-)