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Sorrow Acrostic Poems | Acrostic Poems About Sorrow

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C H A O S

Could I not see such ugly drawn out choices.

Hollow I feel such nothing for people it is fear that feeds me.

Alone in this forsaken world with nothing to accept.

Order is such pain that it is nothing but chains.

Souls that bare nothing but lost cause to confusion is such utter mistakes.


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CHILDREN OF TRAGEDY

S lain 
A nonymously
N eighbors
D umbfounded by
Y ?

H ow could he?
O ne more tragedy
O ver 25 bodies
K eep them in your prayer please, children of Tragedy

©Copyright December 16, 2012 by Brian Pierre-Alexander
© All Rights Reserved


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Gham

In baarishon se jab bezaar hua dil
Meri ankhe sookh gayi
Aur khamoshi bolne lagi mujhse
Mere gham ka haal

Ye jo gham hai mera
Bahut pareshaan hai
Kuch samay se bas
chalta hi jaa raha hai

Thak gaya hai ye khushi
Ki baatt dekhte dekhte
Maano ankho ke neer sa
Namkeen ho gaya hai

Khushi gayi hai kahin pardes
Kisi pardesi ke muskuraahat mein kaid
Waqt ke tassavur me jaise
Kisi pehle mausam ka pyaar ho gayi hai

Dhoop ke anchal me
iktarfa sama gaya gham
Puraane samaan si
Haalat ho gayi hai

Uski bebasi dekh main roya,
Phir muskuraya
Kisi haste hue paagal
Si kaifiyat ho gayi hai


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You Left me for Suicidal

You Left me for Suicidal? 
I Loss you because you say it was my Fault? 
How dare you! 
You Left me! 

I did everything for you, 
I made Everything for you, 
But why how could you? 
My Heart feels like had been Crushed by a Truck! 

When you Died! 
When I Lost you! 
When I Mop Everyday just because I was Missing you! 
and it was all your Fault! 

My Life was Ruined 
Like it was ended 
and It was like I`m weeping 
since the day I was loosing 

Now would you Understand since you left me? 
I can`t express all my Feeling `cause your Missing 
and I`m like just Standing 
and you`re Enjoying 

Here I am,If u can see 
All Ruined up wait `till we meet 
It would take me 87 years `till we meet again 
Would we? 

Now I think you`re Happy 
Seeing my Pain all this Years 
I wish to see you again 
To make it all Go away where I could say Pain 

"You left me for Suicidal"


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P - third part of EXPENSE series

P is the third part of Expense, the acrostic series.......

Practically, my cup is half full instead of half empty, but I am proven 
wrong! I’m swimming in the river of my emotional debt mixed with other 
distinctive debts…doused in drastic dread! Is this reality in a nut shell or is 
this frankly living hell? Where does your high spirits truly dwell? Keep in 
clean, you gutter mind of a foolish man in PRISON for committing HURTFUL 
crimes – he has to pay up so much – his expense is SKY-HIGH, but he is 
not shy to pay it up and he longs to fly again with un-tattered wings, but 
fails greatly due to HIS poor decision making…who knows why he did the 
things he did, which leads to his ultimate consequence – his absence of 
life…the aftershocks of his death still haunts the prison to the extreme-est 
of the extreme! He haunts and taunts all that come in – once you’re in, you 
never, ever come out no matter what! My noggin is runnin’ wild in circles 
and my mind is whirling like a seething storm that’s body-quaking me…
controlling me like a steel-made robot…these particular pangs of regrets 
makes my guilty conscience overflow with low self-esteem and anguish…
lamentation has fallen upon us all! We all must stand tall…remember to 
brave & hop over our obstacles optimistically and assertively like a horse 
during his training for the biggest race he has ever trampled into! Do you 
have any clue what I’ve been through? My notions that are spinning around 
in my brain is like the vegetables, water & the spices, mixing well & swell 
into a stew, restoring peace to my verse…Is my life a gift or a curse? Is my 
life overflowing with mirth? I wish I can give a portion of it on Earth to 
avoid making destructive actions…I need several tragedies in reverse to 
settle me down and make complete my fulfillments! Deplorable Reality’s 
strategic tragedy stings like billion’s of buzzin’ busy bees out of their honey 
dens or hives! I’ve been losing my mind since the day of my birth and so on 
and so forth! Need I say more? I have so many research projects to 
explore! There is so much GOLD to find! Maybe I’m just a boy, tattered, 
torn and sadly, blind! I hope you don’t mind, Lord – forgive me, oh Lord of 
Accord! I need to just forget and forgive the past & move forward in the 
guiltless future! I NEED TO RUN THE EXTRA MILE LIKE A RUNNER, REACHING 
TO THE FINISH LINE! Give me the strength to move on! Deplorable Reality’s 
strategic tragedy stings like billion’s of buzzin’ busy bees out of their honey 
dens or hives! I WANT TO RUN THE EXTRA MILE LIKE A RUNNER, REACHING 
TO THE FINISH LINE AND I’M FEELIN’ FINE WITH MY HEART, POUNDING 
WITH DREAD-LESS AND UNEXPIRED DETERMINATION…NOT EVEN TIRED…. 
OH no, not at all – I run with my pack of wolves and I’m as sturdy as a 
wall, giving it my all…