Within a bottle's prison, a fly confined,
Wings beat against the glass, a desperate plea,
A tale of stove, in solitude entwined.
Romantic dance, its lover in its mind,
Beyond the glass, where freedom beckons free,
Within a bottle's prison, a fly confined.
A symphony of buzz, a love defined,
Against transparent walls, it yearns to be,
A tale of stove, in solitude entwined.
In every futile flight, hopes are assigned,
Escape the vessel, from captivity,
Within a bottle's prison, a fly confined.
The glass, a barrier, its cove maligned,
Yet love persists, defying destiny,
A tale of stove in solitude entwined.
The dance continues, destiny declined,
A tiny heart desires to be free,
Within a bottle's prison, a fly confined,
A tale of stove, in solitude entwined.
About the Creator
Salgado
Born in Colombia. Living in Woodinville, WA. I love fiction and enjoy both horror and humor; or death and life, however you want to take it.
Mama’s Boy
I’ve been a fiancé for four years and three months. We’ve been together for six and a half years total, and we have a two-month-old son together. I can’t help but think that we’ll never get married. We haven’t even decided on a wedding date. When I bring it up, he tries to escape the room as if he’s late for something more important.
By Real Poeticabout 19 hours ago in Chapters
Comments (1)
Awww, poor little fly. Loved your Villanelle!