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Angst Villanelle Poems | Villanelle Poems About Angst

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Night Stalker

Within the forest’s dream of night’s true fright
shadows twist obsidian trees torment,
the cypress writhe in blood moon’s bright delight.

The hunter hides his nascent lust for might 
and so the doe flees by man’s bow unbent,  
within the forest’s dream of night’s true fright.
	
The cypress writhes in blood moon’s bright delight,
bedevil not the finer soul, repent,
the destined deed, must feed, man’s plight.

With deadly skill, fletched shaft sheers frosty night.
The horned hart does fall in wonderment, 		
within the forest’s dream of night’s true fright.

And torment flows in drops of crimson sight,
distorting right and light with man’s intent.
The cypress writhes in blood moon’s bright delight

Into the holy water blood rings light
for life is all and death is but dissent, 
within the forest’s dream of night’s true fright,
the cypress writhes in blood moon’s bright delight.




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mother WHO i HATE

Mother, mother can't you see?
How much are you putting the needle,
Deep inside of  my heart?
I know the pain won't go away!
I know you are blind to see the truth!

Pain pain pain,
When will you go away?
Anger, hate & discouragement
Always comes my way!
What am I supposed to do?
I feel alone deep inside,
I feel the empty pressure against my chest,
In a prison of hate,
I am sick of the people who I love,
Betraying me & ruining the trust,
God above who sees your actions,
I hope He will never forgives you,
For you who keep on sin.

One day you will see 
Throw my eyes & my pain,
One day you will stop on pretend,
Realize your mistakes,
It will be too late,
I will be gone far away,
I will never come back again!


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Colors in my Mind

my aging eyes have sadly become color blind though in my memories, rainbows frolic and play this mind will not forget what the eyes cannot find I miss rich skin colors, the beauty of mankind and the sparkle in a child's eyes, to see I pray my aging eyes have sadly become color blind hot sand between my toes and ocean waves remind the boldness of red and blue in my thoughts display this mind will not forget what the eyes cannot find from sunsets to flower blooms, God's brilliance designed in the warm breeze, petunias and daffodils sway my aging eyes have sadly become color blind colors in a Van Goth painting, boldly combined or the softly muted colors of a Monet this mind will not forget what the eyes cannot find dazzling emeralds, sapphires, and rubies once shined yesterdays beaming rainbows are now shades of gray my aging eyes have sadly become color blind this mind will not forget what the eyes cannot find By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, March 4, 2012 for Color Blindness contest (Olajide Adelana)


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The Fallen Seek

The fallen seek to destroy man
Sending their hatred into our imagination
Dressed in angelic forms, they have a plan

Rage, hate, prejudice, pride- we must ban
To change this nature, we must (seek) elation
The fallen seek to destroy man

Become one- in mind, spirit- not a divided clan
Seek the perfection of love in every sensation
Dressed in angelic forms, they have a plan

Throughout millennias this evil has spanned
Eradicate from our very mind, this aberration
The fallen seek to destroy man

Be wary of the loathsome whenever you can
Go forth in a life of happiness, no hesitation
Dressed in angelic forms, they have a plan

From the birth of mankind this foulness began
Lead only with consummate vibration
The fallen seek to destroy man
Dressed in angelic forms, they have a plan.


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Funeral

His family pretended not to cry 
But both his sisters had no heart to spare; 
They said they loved him, yet it was a lie. 

The blazing sun one summer day drew nigh; 
Its orange radiance it could not share. 
His family pretended not to cry. 

There was a man in hell beneath that sky-- 
Discerning now that care, like warmth, was rare. 
They said they loved him, yet it was a lie. 

All that his soul could utter was a sigh; 
The shattered saints in Heaven said Lord's Prayer. 
His family pretended not to cry. 

Like sunlight, his disease bore down to dry 
Emotions spent without concern or care. 
They said they loved him, yet it was a lie. 

Upon the desert ground he lay to die-- 
Addiction was much more than he could bear. 
His family pretended not to cry; 
They said they loved him, yet it was a lie.


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I dream of a great and distant place

I dream of a great and distant place
It is mine, only I hold the key 
There are many fears I have to face 

Meadow, temple, goddess of grace 
Wending brook, glittering tree 
I dream of a great and distant place 

It becomes vague, it is now a trace
So very far, so very hard to see
There are many fears I have to face 

Falling into my city's warm embrace
Take me away, hear my plea 
I dream of a great and distance place 

To these enchanted thoughts I race 
From the staleness of now I flee 
There are many fears I have to face 

With a breath it will vanish, in a second erase 
Once more I feel a cold pull inside me 
I dream of a great and distant place
There are many fears I have to face 


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Believe

From out of the mist of eve The path drew my tired eye The gnarled sign - " Believe"... Through the spiders weave I stepped through darkened gate From out of the mist of eve For that old path I will grieve Born of the fear of change The gnarled sign -"Believe".. To old angers I still cleave A new path draws my hope From out of the mist of eve A faint light I may perceive Around the bend ahead The gnarled sign-"Believe".. Old ways I choose to leave My feet tread with purpose From out of the mist of eve The gnarled sign-"Believe"..
For the Fantasy contest...


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Why didn't I die

Why didn't I die, why didn't I die 
When all the dreams and hope do fail
Dear Savior take away my life

Yet still to this day do I grind
In search for that dear wanted grail
Why didn't I die, why didn't I die 

So I have thought for months and months
Leaving behind a an endless trail
Dear Savior take away my life

My hope for program has gone wrong
And beat me like an evil tail
Why didn't I die, why didn't I die

I feel so hurt I cannot try
My wracked soul has left me frail
Dear Savior take away my life

And from my failures do I hide
While burning blushing in my shame
Why didn't I die, why didn't I die
Dear Savior take away my life


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Birds of Prey

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I must release those predator hawks to flight
Banish my foes, of fretting, fraught, despair
I will shutter away those loathsome birds from sight

I must rob the keepers of the night
and winds that circle wild in restless air
I must release those predator hawks to flight

When anxious thoughts arise to wage a fight
with tangled webs, they weave a viscid snare
I will shutter away those loathsome birds from sight

I flex my weary wings, against my worried light
Ignore the mocking sound of hallowed fears
I must release the predator hawk to flight

The night is long, the darkness grip holds tight
and keeps the axis of the world a tilted sphere 
I will shutter away those loathsome birds from sight

Oh bless sweet sleep, you welcomed, winsome sprite!
When last you bring my dreams to slumbered fair
I must release those predator hawks to flight
I will shutter away those loathsome birds from sight


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For the Contest "Rhyme Battle 4" Sponsored by Juli Michelle
By Carrie Richards


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Nocturnal --- don't peek Isaiah

Nocturnal Dismiss my harbingers of dread to flight Banish all foes, old hallmarks of fretting, fraught, despair I will shutter away those loathsome ghouls from sight I will rob the keepers of the night Those winds that circle wild in restless air Dismiss my harbingers of dread to flight When anxious thoughts arise to wage the fight with tangled webs, they weave a viscid snare I will shutter away those loathsome ghouls from sight I flex my weary wings, against the morning light Ignore the mocking of my hallowed fear Dismiss my harbingers of dread to flight The night is long, the darkness grip holds tight and keeps the axis of the world a tilted sphere I will shutter away those loathsome ghouls from sight Oh bless sweet sleep, you welcomed, winsome sprite! When last you bring my dreams to slumbered fair Dismiss my harbingers of dread to flight I will shutter away those loathsome ghouls from sight


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