Why Am I Here?

The acrostic answers the question.

  To everyone, it’s plain to see
Overcast gloom controls me no more

 

 Like a trumpet sounding loudly
Over the ramparts of my heart- telling all that
Verily you grant freedom to my soul as I
Enjoy the essence of who you are

 

Yonder days I fear no more
On the contrary, I await each moment of  them for
Unyielding joy is the promise of you  
 

Author's Note

I break the rules just a bit on this one, but I have never been one to follow rules well.

Reviews

[Constance]

Sometimes rules are meant to be broken. As you know by now, I'm not a huge fan of staunch rules, either. What is good is good, and this IS good. It is doubly good to me now, as it describes my own recent emotions, this whole long sentence in the flow of love. And it does flow. Acrostics aren't supposed to flow! And yet good poetry should, usually. "Unyielding joy is the promise of you" what a great way to tell someone how much they mean. I hope the promise was fulfilled, if this had a bit of autobiography to it.

[Andrea A. Wentz]

Awww.... So optimistic is true love. :) I enjoyed this piece because there really wasn't any attempt at flattery or overly eloquent wording. It was simple, joyful, and bright and happy! :D

[Eunice Crankyponts]

Rules? There are rules? What rules? I like this and I think it flows wonderfully. I noticed the To Love You but then again it's bold - Great poem!

[closed account]

Beautiful!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!