Monday, February 5, 2018

Growing Up and Loss of Innocence Villanelle

You miss when your thoughts would trail off like Butterflies
You miss the curiosity and lack wiseness 
With innocence gone, left only to Agonize.

You miss when actions all filled with surprise,
And never was moment of stillness,
You miss when your thoughts would trail off like Butterflies

Now all your thoughts, they only formalize
Because business is business is business, 
With innocence gone, left only to Agonize.

With creativity gone, its hard to cling onto lies 
You wish the world would again have their quickness, 
You miss when your thoughts would trail off like Butterflies,

But that's not the case, you had to compromise,
To become and adult and leave dream for consciousness, 
With innocence gone, left only to Agonize.

Now you are grown up left only to fantasize, 
To dream of former impulsiveness, 
You miss when your thoughts would trail off Butterflies,
With innocence gone, left only to Agonize

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Great poem, it’s one of the only poems in these recent posts. I love the repetition, nice job.

Anonymous said...

It’s nice that you have it in poem format. Great job.

Ms. Spengler said...

A villanelle?! That is an awesome format, and one I've tried but never succeeded at. You rock! I love how you used the word "wiseness". Honestly, I've never really heard that before! It's like the noun of "wise", which would be "wisdom", only better! Brava!!!!

Anonymous said...

I really enjoyed reading a quick write that was a poem. It really created a vivid mood with the vocabulary choices and repition. This is one of the few really good things on here. Not like other people's work aren't good, but.. Great job anyway and keep up the good work!

Anonymous said...

I love the repetition in this! It really puts emphasis on the point of the poem. Awesome :)

Anonymous said...

I really enjoyed reading this poem. It had a lot of different meaning behind it. Great job!

Anonymous said...

I’ve always loved your work. There’s always a different and deeper meaning behind it. Good job!

Anonymous said...

This is so amazing, I love the repetition, such a good poem!

Anonymous said...

The repetition and fluent style makes this poem very powerful. I like how you interpreted childhood as innocent and true.

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