My First Villanelle

This is an old poem that I rewrote in a villanelle form where I used the repetitions for reaffirmation of the original subject. It was not easy, but I had a lot of fun.
For those who are not familiar with villanelle form please refer to this site.

Relax

Life is but a fantasy
Like holding mercury in the palms of the hand, yet
We hardly grasp this fact, do we?

Dear ones departed mischievously
Still we never understand that
Life is but a fantasy

The dead never comes back to see
What he had left in fantasy land, but
We hardly grasp this fact, do we?

Holding to sorrow is an idiocy
Sand sand, Dust to Dust:
Life is but a fantasy

Shake off the dust, feel free
For this is what’s in our hand, and yet
We hardly grasp this fact, do we?

Let’s endure ecstasy
As long as we breathe energy, for that
Life is but a fantasy:
We hardly grasp this fact, do we?

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. mishari26
    Nov 12, 2005 @ 13:24:00

    Ya3ne Zhairiyat?

    Reply

  2. AyyA
    Nov 12, 2005 @ 15:34:00

    That was a good one, LOL

    Reply

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