Emile Pinet Poet Villanelle

Green Eyed Jealousy

When green-eyed jealousy asserts her will
and apologies flounder in her wake;
promiscuity's no longer a thrill.

You can't avoid the acid tears that spill,
and beg for forgiveness, for pity's sake;
when green-eyed jealousy asserts her will.

When subtle looks adopt an autumn chill,
and nights become impossible to take;
promiscuity's no longer a thrill.

Insults get exchanged with uncanny skill,
and your future happiness is at stake;
when green-eyed jealousy asserts her will.

If you find you need a drink or a pill,
and you're afraid your heart's going to break;
promiscuity's no longer a thrill.

Accusing words get increasingly shrill;
berating you for every past mistake.
When green-eyed jealousy asserts her will,
promiscuity's no longer a thrill.

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Line Gauthier March 3, 2018 at 9:09 AM Awesome poem, Emile. So happy I am not a jealous person. Emile Pinet March 3, 2018 at 9:36 AM Thanks Line, your visits are always welcome. Emile.

Monterey Sirak May 31, 2015 at 7:23 AM Wow! It is insightful that you say "green eyed jealousy asserts HER will" There are times when we become jealous, know we shouldn't be, but just can't seem to help ourselves. Emile Pinet May 31, 2015 at 9:19 AM Thanks Monterey, we are all slaves to our feelings. Emile.

Constance La France May 30, 2015 at 1:28 PM Emile, your poem is beautifully penned, this is a difficult form and you did it to perfection 7, and you captured the essence of jealousy well, for me, I just keep away from such people, it is a total waste of time, here to write poetry that hopefully some will read and like, the ones that don't, don't matter Emile Pinet May 30, 2015 at 3:13 PM Thanks Broken Wings, your visits are always welcome. Emile.