Raptures- An Acrostic Poem by Neera Lollbeeharry

Raptures- An Acrostic



R aw is the fire feeding my desire,
A rdent the flame, bereft of shame.
P leasure immense and hunger intense,
T ake over my mind to make it blind.
U rges concealed, to the surface now reel,
R evealing the hidden, the bluntly forbidden.
E cstasy insane then captures my veins.
S pewing into me, a turbulent sea.

Sunday, August 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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