ACROSTIC ONLY
Chosen Phrase
WHEN IT'S OVER JUST BOW!
RECOVERY
Why cling to a dream that is broken?
Heaven was made to be lost.
Expect cruel words to be spoken!
Now a new bridge must be crossed.
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It's easy to grow more regretful,
To cherish the stone in one's heart;
So easy to grow more forgetful,
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Only viewing the heart-breaking part.
Very few of us go through life gaily,
Each day free of trouble and pain.
Regret can invade our lives daily
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Just because we endure it again.
Until we can shake off regretting,
So at last a bright future can dawn,
This malaise of just never forgetting
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Brings with it regret that's new-born.
Off with the cloak of despair!
Wake up and smell the fresh air!
14 comments:
One of the many secrets of life is cultivating a sense of selective memory. Throw out the bad -- or find a way to pity it (not be angry or bothered), and recall only the good. Easier said than done of course!
This is so good. Your talent is amazing. I love acrostic that rhyme, and you seem to have a flare for this.
Please do both the prompts. I post a new prompt every Saturday. So glad you joined us.
I love your last two rhymes. Acrostic must be very hard to write.
Icarus is so appropriate in today's economic downturn.
Nice one.
Beautifully said.. I know I will be back to read this one again. I didn't realize what acrostic meant - I'm very impressed!
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I corrected it. This is good, and I wouldn't want any of the readers to miss it.
A great message in this. Yes, life is a bitch. Once you realise that, you can get over it quicker and enjoy living.
Brings with it regret that's new-born.
Off with the cloak of despair!
Wake up and smell the fresh air!
I loved the conclusion most :)
Absolutely wonderful.
I love this...so optimistic.
P.S. congratulations on winning the challenge this week : )
Just amazing!!
Great job with the rhyme scheme.
What amazes and awes me more... is
Churning out a poem a day. That's a feat and that's talent.
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