Altercation

A villanelle in iambic pentameter.

A cigarette in hand, my heart sinks low.
An altercation now has taken flight:
Now, round and round in circles, off we go.

Of heart's desire, little do I know.
No more do I, in sorrow, wish to fight.
A cigarette in hand, my heart sinks low.

As things get hot, we watch our voices grow.
With alcohol, I drown myself tonight--
Now round and round in circles, off we go.

I hold my heart, my feelings never show.
It's now become a cold and lonely night;
A cigarette in hand, my heart sinks low.

We plead each other--tell each other, "No."
We wonder when we will resolve this fight.
Now, round and round in circles, off we go.

So, have we quelled our hearts? I do not know.
An altercation ceased for one more night.

A cigarette in hand, my heart sinks low:
Now, round and round in circles, off we go.

Author's Note

Don't be afraid to be critical.

Reviews

[♥ Courtney &hear..]

this is so amazing! :) I love it and I love how you rhyme, Most people cant pull it off now-a-days


epic write :)

[Poeticpiers]

another sterling effort Real poetry is rare these days of free form writing