Best Acerbate Poems
The Beauty In DecayDead leaves dance in the wind and embrace
As it takes them to a recent place
Their beauty is in decay, yet still alive
A reminder that all things must thrive.
The last flower of the season stands alone
Withered and fading, its beauty is now gone
But its vibrant colors...
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Categories:
acerbate, analogy, beauty, bereavement, confusion,
Form:
Rhyme
The Best Feeling of the DayThe best feeling of the day
is when I wake and pray...
someone may say," Why pray?"
" Are you going to be a monk like Jay?"
Another discourages me by saying,
" He spends hours on his knees getting
bruises that don't heal fast, they only acerbate;
is it...
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Categories:
acerbate, faith, father, happiness, me,
Form:
Rhyme