Sun Dance: Villanelle

Over the horizon sunrays dance,

sparkle like jewels,

granting a new chance.

In the embrace of an eternal romance,

feeding light to deepest pools,

over the horizon sunrays dance.

A gambogian hue in blue expanse

spreads warmth in cerulean cool,

granting a new chance.

As the day enhance,

and the beauty rules,

over the horizon sunrays dance.

Everything’s in trance

nature in their awe, drools,

granting a new chance.

Sun’s loving glance,

upon shimmering fields of cotton wool,

over the horizon sunrays dance,

granting  a new chance.

A Villanelle is a nineteen-line poem consisting of a very specific rhyming scheme: aba aba aba aba aba abaa.The first and the third lines in the first stanza are repeated in alternating order throughout the poem, and appear together in the last couplet (last two lines).

Wish of a Fish:Nonet

A fish inside the aquarium,

looks outside ,with its eyes spread wide,

chirping birds, glittering sun,

all having so much  fun.

Wishes ,she is out,

out in the sea,

to explore,

frolic,

swim.

A nonet has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, and each line after that has one less, until the end is reached with only one syllable.

The Castle: A Rondelet

The castle

Cloaked in snowy fur

The castle

Glistening under sun with razzle-dazzle

Guarded by knights of pine fir

Calmly waiting for her

The castle.

 Rondelet- Seven lines with rhyme scheme of AbAabbA.

Lost: A Sestina

Lost in a river of sorrow,

with lifeless songs,

she rows her boat,

no hope for tomorrow,

or soul mate to whom she belongs,

endlessly gazing, she floats.

Along with wave of unrequited emotion she floats,

she knows not of happiness but of sorrow,

a heart full of remorse, to her belongs,

singing painful songs,

without anyone to listen today or tomorrow,

just she and her boat.

Her boat,

in a river floats,

an unending quest of tomorrow,

today filled with sorrow,

unheard songs,

to no one she belongs.

She wonders where is the one to whom she belongs,

will she ever find an anchor for her life’s boat,

will anyone ever listen to her songs,

will she ever find happiness that floats,

her heart cries of sorrow,

has lost all hope for tomorrow.

           

Sun will shine tomorrow,

to the azure sky it belongs,

it knows nothing of her sorrow,

or her boat,

that directionless floats,

with sad songs.

Winds carry her songs,

someone might listen to them today or tomorrow,

someone might see her, as she floats,

someone might be there to whom she belongs,

she might find an anchor for her life’s boat,

and an end to her sorrow.

She finds a heart that listens to her songs and to whom she belongs,

today or tomorrow, now she has an anchor for her boat,

in a love filled direction her boat floats, in a river with no sorrow.

A sestina contains a grand total of seven stanzas - the first six containing six lines each, and the final stanza called an 'envoy') with three. All of the first six stanzas use the same six line-ending words, arranged in a different order each time the overall pattern of ending words for the first six stanzas is:

1-2-3-4-5-6

6-1-5-2-4-3

3-6-4-1-2-5

5-3-2-6-1-4

4-5-1-3-6-2

2-4-6-5-3-1

The ending word pattern for it is 5-3-1,

 but the other three ending words must be used in the middle of the lines:

2-5

4-3

6-1

Rainbow:Pantoum

Far above a beautiful spectrum,

glittering bridge from heaven to earth,

fills with musical notes to hum,

a view of love's worth.

Glittering bridge from heaven to earth,

smoothly flows the glossy curve,

a view of love's worth,

infuses new life and verve.

Smoothly flows the glossy curve,

heaven and earth's eternal bond,

infuses new life and verve,

enchanting like a magical wand.

Heaven and earth's eternal bond,

fills with musical notes to hum,

enchanting like a magical wand,

far above a beautiful spectrum.

The pantoum is derived from the pantun, a Malay verse form - specifically from the pantun berkait, a series of interwoven quatrains.Pantoums are composed entirely of quatrains (four-line stanzas). There is no restriction on the number of quatrains, each quatrain follows the rhyme scheme abab within itself. The characteristic feature of a pantoum, however, is its repetition. The first and third lines of every stanza (except the first stanza) are identical to the second and fourth lines of the previous stanza, respectively.

Final Stanza:

The first and third lines of the last stanza are the second and fourth of the penultimate; the first line of the poem is the last line of the final stanza, and the third line of the first stanza is the second of the final

Love-Hate: Diamente

Love,

Passionate, Romantic,

Respecting, Appreciating, Caring,

Candour, Devotion, Deceit, Enmity

Insulting, Declining, Repelling,

Abhor, Scorn,

Hate.

Diamente : The purpose is to go from the subject at the top of the diamond to another totally different (and sometimes opposite) subject at the bottom. A seven line poem, shaped like a diamond.
Example
Line 1 = 1 NOUN ;Line 2 = 2 ADJECTIVES-;Line 3 = 3 GERUNDS- (verb + -ing) ;Line 4:= 4 NOUNS;Line 5 = 3 GERUNDS-(verb + -ing) ;Line 6:= 2 ADJECTIVES;Line 7 = 1 NOUN

Jellyfish in The sky

I swim, I swim,

in celestial sky.

Twinkling stars,

just like dreamy eyes.

I see, I see,

a mellow moon island.

As if,

an enchanting fairyland.

I feel, I feel,

warmth coming near.

A bright comet flying past,

and I cheer.

I touch, I touch,

planetary crust.

Spray it all over,

To mingle in stardust.

Torn Spirit

Among the iron fence,

stands a white rose.

Its thorns all gone,

borrowed by barbed wire.

Still fragrant and colourful,

But no freshness that’s cheerful.

Just a skeletal stem,

no hope, only glum.

It mourns for those lost,

who’ll never return home,

to the warmth of emotions.

A simple plain truth this rose says.

The rose wanted to be,

a part of bride’s bouquet,

and sing wedding songs.

But here it is, all torn and alone.

Enchanting Hills:Triolet

Enchanting green hills beckon me

as if I am connected to them since eternity

sprawling, abundant beauty makes me glee

enchanting green hills beckon me

life chirps merrily wherever I see

epochs have witnessed their immortality

enchanting green hills beckon me

as if I am connected to them since eternity.

I find solace in this realm

all worldly possessions seem like mirage

their serene aura exudes calm

I find solace in this realm

wish to hold it in my palm

forever it’ll stay for eras

I find solace in this realm

all worldly possessions seem like mirage.

Triolet : Short poem of eight lines with only two rhymes used throughout, where first line is repeated in the fourth and seventh lines; the second line is repeated in the final line; and only the first two end-words are used to complete the tight rhyme scheme. ABaAabAB, where capital letters indicate repeated lines

Solitude

Edvard Munch "The Girl in the Window"  1893

All my emotions pour into you,

everything seems surreal.

No one I need,

just your thoughts I wish to heed.

I bow and listen to the quietness of dark,

silently losing myself.

Peace in heart and mind prevails,

off to far seas I sail.

Calmness of night holds me too tight,

its stillness sings a lullaby.

Clinching steadily onto memory’s veil I stand,

this solitude absorbs me in, as dunes of sand.

Morning Song

My heart sings a morning song,

I feel its soothing warmth.

Yellow sunshine drips in a dale

far and beyond.

A whiff of enchanting breeze,

skipping up and down the hills,

whispers priestly prayers,

all over.

Like clouds my soul drifts,

freely among towering cliffs,

visualising beauty so pristine,

everywhere.

Nature, cradles life with love,

embracing each and everyone,

singing gloriously to us,

the morning song.

Published in Harvests Of New Millennium, Vol 7(1), 2014

I Remember You

I remember you, when I walk through that door,

How every time you held me, not let fall.

I see your glimpse in every corner,

The way you loved me and enamoured.

I still feel your touch on my hands,

The soft dew of emotion left by your strands.

As the wind blows,

Brings your fragrance to the fore.

Can you hear my cries,

Heart wrenching devotions flowing for you.

Yes, I know that you do,

Your gestures and care say it all.

You’re entrenched in my soul deep within,

I remember you from end to beginning.

The Pearl

 The pearl 

White as pale moon

Smooth like satin and silk

When rolls over, flows as if milk

Safe in the hearts of lovers and poets 

Tucked far- far away from riots

In the calm of voids

Within shell lay

The pearl 

A rictameter is a nine-line poem. Each line has a specific number of syllables. The first line has two syllables. The next line has four. The next line has six. The next line has eight. The next line has ten. And we work our way down again (8,6,4,2)

The last line is the same as the first line.