When did such special moments become such a chore?
The things once so enjoyed; that brought such excitement?
Such memories no longer coherent; they lay broken
Virginity had once been such a valuable token
The meaning has diminished along with those feelings
To admit such a think tears one's heart at the seams
Emotions run high at the simplest of words spoken
The pleasure from such activities has long been stolen
What was once full of the meaning of love and oneness
has become emotionless and numb; impatient and loveless
Such memories no longer coherent; they lay broken
Emotions run high at the simplest of words spoken
Truths don't seem so truthful, and lies hold more sincerity
Such memories no longer coherent; they lay broken
Author notes
Mmhm. My first villonet. Fear it.
If you don't get what it's about, basically, it's expressing how sex and such things seemed to have lost meaning over the years. It expresses how it has become like a chore to some, and how it seems less about love, and more about satisfying your mate in order to get them to stop bothering you about it. It's also about how those people who do that used to enjoy it, but don't seem to anymore, and the more they think about it, the less they even know how they feel about it or whether they enjoy it or not.
Confused yet? So am I. Because I'm one of those people. ._.
Anyway...
A Villonnet is a hybrid of the Villanelle and the Sonnet. It has the Iambic Pentameter of both, but holds the four-stanza/line structure of the sonnet, while utilizing the two-line rhyme nature of the villanelle. The final stanza replaces the sonnet couplet with a typical villanelle tercet.
Written February 16th, 2006
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"Emotions run high at the simplest of words spoken" love your poems, very well done add to favorites....
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I ignored the shit about parameter and just wrote it with the style. I don't even know what parameter is, so...heh. But anyway, it's alright that you don't understand. I wouldn't expect you to.
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This is great Rose. I was worried about Villonets and didn't really understand what the Iambic Parameter was about. Oh well. Anyway, this is really quite sad but I'm not one to be able to understand such things. I wish I could...in a way. Anyway, lovely poem.
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The first time was, and the few times after were too, but it ocassionally died away...
Thank you for your comment.
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Thanks, darling.
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I am a little confused. Lol. But this is a good poem, dear. ^_^
-Sadien





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