Reluctantly, I Turned from Death’s Wooden Door

My second attempt at a villanelle. Reluctantly, I Turned from Death's Wooden Door Reluctantly, I turned from death’s wooden door, Convicted to leave; willing to start afresh, Only to realise that I was no more. In heartbreak and tears, rage, anger, and furore Spent, thus died the energy for remembrance - So I wearily turned... Continue Reading →

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I Used To Cry Myself To Sleep At Night

I finally had the inspiration to try writing a villanelle! And whoa it wasn't easy at all! Forgive me if it sounds a little simplistic. It's my first attempt after all! Here goes! I USED TO CRY MYSELF TO SLEEP AT NIGHT I used to cry myself to sleep at night Thinking that the whole... Continue Reading →

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