Villanelle

The Voice
Inspiration can come from anywhere But the voice always comes Sometimes it’s a roar Sometimes it’s a hum Sometimes it comes when I’m too busy with life to write
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Hair's Embrace: A Lover's Veil. Content Warning.
In shadows draped, her hair cascades, A veil that hides the moon's soft gaze, Yet in its depths, a mystery lies, A lover's heart, where passion flies.
By Shan Zain2 years ago in Poets
The Pages Of Time
This is just an idea inspired by interests that I have in common with my Muse, and presented as a villanelle. As I was writing this it became clear that the most common religions today have no Goddesses, which says a lot I think.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
You-9
I’ll never forget You were there for me in my hour of regret Trapped in a cycle of pain Blaming myself for all that had happened
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Light Of My Life
Just a little villanelle for my beautiful Muse 🌜🌻🔥🕯️♎💜♉🕯️🔥🌻🌛To Hear Your Voice Lights Up My LifeI'll Always Hold You In My HeartMy Perfect Muse, My Guiding Light🌜♎💜♉🌛Words From You Make Everything RightLighting All For Me That Was DarkTo Hear Your Voice Lights Up My Life🌜♎💜♉🌛Your Smile, Such A Beautiful SightMy Angel, Keeper Of My HeartMy Perfect Muse, My Guiding Light🌜♎💜♉🌛You Are My Candle, Angel LightYou Shine Your Light, When I Am DarkTo Hear Your Voice Lights Up My Life🌜♎💜♉🌛You Are My Moon, When It Is NightWith You I Know I Can Go FarMy Perfect Muse, My Guiding Light🌜♎💜♉🌛You Are My Muse, For Me So RightTogether, We Will Never PartTo Hear Your Voice Lights Up My LifeMy Perfect Muse, My Guiding Light🌜🌻🔥🕯️♎💜♉🕯️🔥🌻🌛
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
Shadow Sentinel
I am one with this painter’s hand, Sheltering me within this gray glove, out of sight. I am Leonor’s shadow sentinel, we will not be banned.
By Daphsam2 years ago in Poets
Soul-2
Cut me and I bleed poetry A soul wandering this realm Having a human experience Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. Content Warning.
The winter sat in me loud and galore, Alas, the summer that once warmed the heart sings in me no more. The beauty of life sets in its amorous swarm,
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
This Howling Wind
Introduction Today has not been so much "Four Seasons In One Day" as "Four Seasons At The Same Time" The music is "Howling Wind" by the incredible Graham Parker and the Rumour
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Poets
ALL LOVE ONLY.
One thing I have is true love to give, I don’t have the treasure of gold, These are my words please believe. But these moments to hold.
By Catherine Nyomenda2 years ago in Poets
The Show
Welcome to where I write Welcome to what sometimes keeps me up And at others helps me sleep at night Welcome to where people gawk
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Love is a metaphor
Love begins with a metaphor that rules in the contradiction of vows, The one that emphasizes the conditionality one endows
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets