Best Acrid Poems

HURT (Acrid Soul)

Hurt
Lingers
on her tongue.
Lips unable
to adjust. Prayers be-
came her remedy. Lips
slowly moving; causing her
tongue to breathe yet again. In hopes
of not tasting another acrid
soul as he. Now, oft to the next entree.


Pace, G
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05-07-2012...

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The face which was her pride.
The beauty which was divine.
The panoramic grace.
The spark in her eyes,
Was as powerful as moonlight.
Seemed like she was predestined.

But then one day, the bellicose fortune took a turn.
When an autophile, abhorred herself.

That acrid fluid not just only burned her face.
But...

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Dark education’s scent, 
Burning flesh, moral combustion, 
Ashes suffuse the air....

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SEIGE
Rifle fire. Breaking glass. The hotel screams. 
Heart thumping against my ribs and chest, 
I note the shooting direction. 

Cops taught me that, last time.
Or was it the one before?
I’m up to number four.

My best friend , ashen- faced,  rushes towards 
the main entrance...

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