My first villanelle

I wanted to branch out and try some other forms of poetry. While I enjoy haiku and free form poetry I want to try something else too. So here is my first attempt at an villanelle

In his folly he was deceived

He felt true love, and fought himself

In knowing this, his heart was beseiged

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Unwillingly he was perceived

created distance like a monstrous gulf

In his folly he was deceived

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Seeing her with another, his mind was cleaved

he prayed he could put his thoughts on a shelf

In knowing this, his heart was beseiged.

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Laying bear his soul, he felt not reprieved

She led him astray, his hope lying to himself

In his folly, he was deceived

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Over time this hope subsided

Against his wishes, she left him with only half

In knowing this, his heart was beseiged

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The man mourned his loss of need

After reflection wondering how to repair himself

In his folly he was deceived

In knowing this, his heart was beseiged

Nightmareish

The creaking joints

Those blank staring eyes

The toys are coming alive

A nightmare I truly despise

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Silently they stalk before me

A tinkle of a piano and wind chimes

Nothing is more creepy

Except perhaps the gaze of mimes.

Still can’t sleep

I stare into the chasm of my self

the canvas to which I create

listens only when the wind slows

and the moon stalks my waking dreams

 

Mindful of my impeding slumber

a twitch in the knee, an ache in the eye

as if to propagate a series of thoughts

and subjugate my tired internal clock.

 

Avast, for my mind doth seek silence

infiltrated though, by fabricated anxiety

until such a time that the veil falls

and finally, sleep takes hold.

The Night

When the Soleil left me in the dusk and darkness

I’ve closed my eyes hoping for the fairness

A storm wrapped my cheeks with it’s breeze

But it couldn’t make me totally freeze

A Lark heard my weeping

Warbled while I’m sleeping

Shades of evening

Glittered my feathers for shining

Drizzle in the dusking

Kissed my eyes for sparkling

I heard you breathing

Look I’m smiling…. the lark couldn’t hear me weeping

Dusk disappeared in the luminance

Felt your warmth my cheeks wrapped with blisses

Night was charming with you precious

I’ve open my eyes feeling your kisses

Cant sleep

Staring into an artificial light

Seeking my minds rest

Finding only a pointless distraction

Sleep is my only request

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Even now I struggle with thought

considering pleasantries and allegories

The roof looms as I stare into its slate

As my waking dreams share my memories.