Darkland Poetry Poet Villanelle

Then Comes the Rain

The darkness falls, then comes the rain.
Hell's demons call again, my name.
My soul cries for surcease of pain.

High hopes they had for me, in vain.
Their little girl is not the same.
The darkness falls, then comes the rain.

This inmost hurt, I can't explain:
A hollow shell of me, became.
My soul cries for surcease of pain.

A thunderbolt you can't contain;
My madness only to inflame.
The darkness falls, then comes the rain.

Despair within me sits ingrained.
By giving in, I feel the shame.
My soul cries for surcease of pain.

Intensity begins to wane.
This life, I fear I can't reclaim.
The darkness falls, then comes the rain.
My soul cries for surcease of pain.

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Pandita Sietesantos May 29, 2015 at 1:03 AM No wonder this is a winner - it is an excellent write! Congratulations! Pandita Darkland Poetry June 5, 2015 at 2:29 AM Thank you so much Pandita. :)

Skat A May 28, 2015 at 3:09 PM RACHEL, Congratulations, that is all :-) **SKAT WAS HERE** <---- copy paste.... hardy har har

Casarah Nance March 2, 2015 at 3:48 PM Powerful villanelle I can feel your pain in every word! well done.

Debbie Guzzi February 16, 2015 at 6:59 PM Wonderful use of the form, try terzanelle next! I'm excited to see what you do with it! Light & Love Darkland Poetry February 16, 2015 at 9:03 PM Thanks Debbie! I actually did a terzanelle. Check out my poem "Souls Entwined". :)

Debra Squyres February 16, 2015 at 3:17 PM Powerful word choice in this one... excellently executed form !!! Wow !!

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders February 5, 2015 at 5:15 PM Wow, you write in this form beautifully, Rachel! I know many people can relate to the content as well. I pray you have brighter days ahead and thanks for your visit on my page...hugs, Rhonda

Jean Omalley Polatnick January 18, 2015 at 2:08 PM Beautifully written ... you are good!!

Ed Belcher January 16, 2015 at 4:01 PM Very heartfelt. Many of us can relate to the longing for surcease of pain. You are a talented writer and poet.

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty January 14, 2015 at 10:48 AM Darkness falls, then comes the rain. my fav.You have used a word "surcease" very unusual but suitable. Grand enjoyed it.Welcome to PS Rachel --Your friend Rajat.

Dorian Petersen Potter January 14, 2015 at 2:23 AM Very nice pen Rachael ! Enjoyed your piece dear friend. Very nice! A 7 from me! Have a nice day! :) Love and hugs! xxoxoxx D.^0^""

Trevor Otis January 14, 2015 at 2:05 AM Great use of the form and content. Well done, Rachel! 7/7