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Instinct blues (acrostic)

Inner beauty that
No one holds,
Surprisingly serious and
Tall in her cold.
Inostensible purity that
No one can smell,
Clutch it with both hands,
Totally hopeless.

Boundless heart,
Lake of the gods,
Undraped figure,
Eternal, rock-hard fetter:
She is my hopeless love.

iunno,
i can never understand acrostic poems much

I couldn't understand it until it woke this feeling inside of me.
Then I understood perfectly. I felt you described the feeling in such an amazing way.
It felt great to read it, but not so much to be reminded of it.
Good work... -_-,

ive read this somewhere before.. eh ??

Once you start off with a fixed idea like an acrostic , you will tend to worry more about that aspect of it , while Poetry is not about such gimmicks . The basic idea should be unique , and expressed well , clearly .
Like every other skill , Literature too requires practice , so start off with simple things . You wouldn't dare start building a skyscraper when you start out as a builder , would you ?

this is a good words

excuse my honesty ..Hmmm, i don't like it :>
but nice work though ..