Biological Nightmares (Rhyming Acrostic)

by Jennifer RIP Lesthat Hayden   Dec 1, 2008


Born into a house of utter disgust,
Instead of a home of the upper crust.
Orchards of hatred paint the ceilings,
Leaving dreamers with sad feelings.
Ongoing screams of tempted fate,
Give remorse for the current estate.
Initial senses are confused in the must,
Capturing drugs to help brains readjust.
Alluring faces that aren't really there,
Letting children live without a care.

Negotiating lives in hope of the better.
Instead left with an evacuation letter.
Get up and leave to a new place to die.
Hear mumbles and grumbles of goodbye.
Teach me a new way, a new way to live.
May bygones be bygones, allow me to give.
Allow me to sleep to get away from this hell.
Relate to these nightmares I have in this cell.
Erode these pains of which I am telling.
Steal me away from my current dwelling.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Yakari Gabriel

    Omg.
    amazing amazing
    and i'm sure you'll find thousand of people to
    relate to this.
    well done.

  • 14 years ago

    by silvertung69

    I got the sence of two different storys here. but it still was a good write with pretty good flow.

  • 14 years ago

    by Italian Stallion

    Very interesting concept of a "Rhyming Acrostic" in a new light. I liked your wording and the way it flowed.

    Although it is a structured poem, you made it look effortless and very easy to do. I love acrostics since it gives the usual writter a challenge compared to a lot of other structured poems.

    Overall a wonderful write from a great writer. Keep up the great work!!!

    Peace, Joe

  • 15 years ago

    by ghosts in bloom

    Wow! Seriously, I want to kiss all these words, they're amazing! Jen this piece has a resonating power that is incredible. (: Filled with such haunting and heart felt feelings. The cadence was also fabulous, holding a beat that fit the emotions perfectly.

    `Orchards of hatred paint the ceilings,
    Leaving dreamers with sad feelings.`
    -I don't think I have ever heard orchards used in a better way, hahaha. The atmosphere those lines create is thick, and moving. This was one of my favorite parts.

    Each line in this piece really stood out on its own, you did a great job of stitching your words together. And the rhyme never seemed to falter either .. goodness gracious I'm in love. (:

    I nominated this piece,
    because I think it is just
    that darn good! (;

    Melancholy masterpiece, muahah.
    Great job, Jen. <3 take care

  • 15 years ago

    by Conrad

    I think that title is perfect. It is such a well done, as always, of what it is like to be born under the wrong roof.

    "Born into a house of utter disgust,
    Instead of a home of the upper crust."

    It really sets the tone for the rest of the poem, which I love.

    Great job.