An Acrostic Poem Spelling Downward “A Rebellious Spirit”

Poetry about love.

I could not stop you from walking away.

Sad one.

He’s not here.. .not to me.

You can’t save her. You can’t turn back time. You can’t stop fate.

Poem about an unhelpful fellow scribe whose assistance never quite works out.

Nothing in this world can be called as waste or completely useless. Everything will have some purpose, without which they would not exist in the first place!

A challange every day to keep me occupied.

Snapping finally happens.