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ABC Poem Betrayal Falls Into Play

Updated on August 19, 2010

Betrayal Falls Into Play

 Affection stands assured

By both battle scared breaking breasts

Chaos cleverly commences to consume them

Depression darkens the dramatic duo

Enchanted no more, he who so easily enraptured her

Flawlessy he feigned his feelings

Glowing with gentle grace she greaves her gaze towards the gods

Hollow and heartless as a hurricane he holds her harshly handled hemorrhaging heart in his hands

Ignorent of what is inside this intangible image of innocence

Joyless, jarred and jaded she journeys away

Keen knife kept in knowing hands

Luminous lungs labor lengthily life listlessly leaving them leaded

Malevolence absent on the morose maidens motionless marble figure

Never noble narcissist numbly and of nervous nature

Observes an oncoming onyx overcast

Perplexedly the pureless powerless pampered prince ponders the preceeding painted picture of porcelain like placid pain

Quietly attempting to quell his quakeing and quivering

Retracting religiously refraining to reflect on the revolting reflection as silence rages resonating within him

Stunned silent surrounded by stifling serenity he surrenders subjecting himself to the swiftly striking silver streaks streaming out of the sky succumbing into the stillness

Truely this tapestry of terror trailed by a timidless tymphany of the elements tremulous tears tempting to take a tasking toll on the thoughts of many and throb through their souls

Unknown and untouched untill uncovered by an unlikely unique

Visuely vanished vividly voiced

Wonderer who when witnessing what a wrecklessly wounderous scene

Xylography being a gift of he who used to be a xystarch he skillfully potrayed what he had beheld

Yare was he to yeild into the rest his body yerned for

Zelophobia overcame an observing zingaro so she suffed the carving into her zamarra and left.


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      IdeaMorphist 7 years ago from Chicagoland

      I have always tried to use alliteration often in my poetry bc I find it entrancing... but I had never thought of using the alphabet for structuring it. How creatively fabulous!

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      Keith Sutherland 7 years ago

      Nice piece.