Stranded at the shore,
Unbridled ecstasy grips me,
Negating the smokes of yore
Ruling the world, we accost
I somehow muster the strength,
Strolling down a squashy length
Entrapping hues, dreaming and lost.
An effort to sue up your minds with an acrostic!
SUNRISE is always fixating…on behalf of all those who can’t have this beauty to behold.
Hope you all relate to it well..and suggest me some more forms of poetry I should try out…!!🤔