Her apple eyes look through me,
Auspicious in ambiguity.
To think, I thought she liked me.
Extra ego in perpetuity.
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Hate. An Acrostic Poem.
Her apple eyes look through me,
Auspicious in ambiguity.
To think, I thought she liked me.
Extra ego in perpetuity.
Love it when writers rhyme words that are not commonly used. Good job.
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Thanks! I don’t always use rhyme in my poems, but I enjoy it when I do lol 🙂
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I am a fan of rhyming poetry, I am not sure which came first, liking it or writing it. But I do know that it isn’t popular, but then popularity is overrated, just ask any of us who have never been popular, lol
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Yeah, rhyme tends to go in and out of fashion, doesn’t it? I personally love it, but that comes from being a muso and writing songs for many, many years prior to writing poetry. I love non-rhyming poetry as well, though lol 🙂
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Haters gonna hate.
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Lol 😜😁
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