An ABC poem
A poem where lines 1 through 4 are made up of words, phrases or clauses while the first word of each line is in alphabetical order. Line 5 is one sentence long and begins with any letter.
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Today is the day when I miss home… The day Indians say “Bura na maan… The day starts off with a splash o… Watch out! It’s gonna be a big, w… I run after my father with hands f…
the sun the moon and the stars will make it happen if it has to happen.
You’re not on my mind anymore You’re not even in my heart I let you go, you’re not around no… I did my part. When I’m in bed
The story of my life goes somethin… Born in a place of happiness and b… October was the month when they be… Gleaming with joy were my already-… 4 years later came a boy in my lif…
I look around Everything is blue. A new one found, A place I’ve never been to. Nothing can be heard,
there’s a certain emptiness one I cant describe it hurts but in a weird way this is no way to survive my heart feels hollow
Our last night together, the worst day ever you promised a forever should’ve known better. Tears in our eyes
It’s been a while, Since I last wrote. So much has changed, Just like I hoped. Yes I’ve moved on
Snowflakes on my window pane. White and crystal clear. A new country, a cold place, How did I get here? They made me choose,
I procrastinate the best Knowing tomorrow’s the test. Find everything amusing, Even consider a little boozing. Nothing can stop me
They say home is where the heart i… and though that might be true For me, home is where the heat is, “Todays lowest – 32.” Third hottest city in the world,
I’m waiting for love So I can write again of happy things and not heartbreak and pain. I’m waiting for love
I was running for my life, Away from them. Looking everywhere, In search of help. I saw a friend
With spoons in my hand, I stir and stir. Oblivious to the fact: It’s a culinary massacre. I add some salt,
Plenty of things that I want to t… Most of which, you never knew, He calls you his confidante But secrets revealed, very few. You are but a distraction,