A
Alpha
Alphabet:
First Letter.
First vowel too.
Fulcrum letter.
Apple-blossomed assonance.
My opening poem.
Number one.
Added.
Indefinite article.
Could be anything
To Infinity.
I am an A.
You are an A.
We are As.
And then there's 'An'.
No A means nothing.
A is all.
Well, at least the Beginning.
Never forget.
© PB 13\2\09. Revised 6\9\10. First composed on Poemhunter. All in Yorkshire.
A for apple and arrogance too And for atrocities the world suffers now And perhaps all the animosity that overflows In the once beautiful planet A God created a long time ago
Yup. Like to think there's better to follow. This is just a wordplay warmup.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
MMM Krishnakumar - Thankyou for that reminder of the Dark Side. No darkness means no light of course.