Life Villanelle Poems | Examples

These Life Villanelle poems are examples of Villanelle poems about Life. These are the best examples of Villanelle Life poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberMarine Life See Food

Ocean wake  

Longing for a rest  

Decides time for a break   

 

Reaching land, sounding a thunderous shake    

Delivering crimson colors, courtesy of a spring friendly pest  

Ocean wake   

 

Hiding deadly evils, created with mother nature's stake  

Cleaning up the murderous dining hour debatable test  

Decides time for a break 

 

Pondering action of a perceived, underwatering menacing fake  

Presenting bridging evidence, hoping the harboring fugitive will confess   

Ocean wake  

 

Protecting situation, it did make  

Creating a bloody mess  

Decides time for a break  

 

Remember when flowing in a timid lake  

Where rough behavior is less  

Ocean wake  

Decides time for a break


Premium MemberCosmic Alien Robots Fly Villanelle

Cosmic alien robot cowboys fly
Life is so hard that my horse is a star
High to escape the Earth in the big sky
We play our robotic songs to comply

Our chrome hearts branded with a neon star
Cosmic alien robot cowboys fly
Stars pulse to charge our glowing circuitry
We race the dark horses to realms afar

High to escape the Earth in the big sky
Our cowboy robots rise and amplify
Star songs beamed out from a spinning pulsar
Cosmic Alien robot cowboys fly

We ride dark horses onward to defy
These handsome cowboys born as superstars
High to escape the Earth in the big sky
Women ride free; they have no fear to die

They reach to hold their bodies from afar
Cosmic Alien robot cowboys fly
High to escape the Earth in the big sky

Premium MemberHowling Wilderness - POTD

The path is lost where wild winds press, 
No compass holds beneath the sky— 
We walk alone through wilderness. 

The thorns of time, the weight of stress, 
The silent trees that do not lie— 
The path is lost where wild winds press. 

Regret is thick, and hope grows less, 
Yet still we look, and still we try— 
We walk alone through wilderness. 

The stars are veiled, the nights are guess, 
And every answer asks us why— 
The path is lost where wild winds press. 

But in the dark, we still confess 
That somewhere deep, a flame won’t die— 
We walk alone through wilderness. 

Though life may wound and dreams digress, 
Our spirit bends but will not die— 
The path is lost where wild winds press, 
We walk alone through wilderness.
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Premium MemberThe Armorous Blues

Blessed by Jupiter adorned by Saturn,
reckless and just a bit larger than life;
For desire and a little fire we yearn;

So much of the Universe left to learn
cutting through time with a celestial knife;
Blessed by Jupiter adorned by Saturn;

Locked in a galactic waltz at each turn 
she’d gladly stay with all that joy so rife;
For desire and a little fire we yearn;

Solar winds can sporadically downturn,
among a supernova there’s no strife;
Blessed by Jupiter adorned by Saturn;

The need for absolute freedom is stern,
led by the sweet rebellion of a fife;
For desire and a little fire we yearn;

Venus armed with a path of no return 
amorous blues always chase the good life;
Blessed by Jupiter adorned by Saturn,
for desire and a little fire we yearn.

Premium MemberWalk With Me

Soundless words, pierce, then flow Like the wind, whose story God wrote Restless dreams whisper their glow Joy stirs the music, the songs who know He restores souls with His gentle note Soundless words, pierce, then flow Softly caressing winds, swirl and blow Listening to the poetry hearts can quote Restless dreams whisper their glow Rustle of leaves, swooshing to and fro Grace that God’s word shall promote Soundless words, pierce, then flow Winter drifts in with blessings of snow Reflections arising from God’s lifeboat Restless dreams whisper their glow Gentle kiss of peace, to the Savior I owe To Him, my life and love I’ll ever devote Soundless words, pierce, then flow Restless dreams whisper their glow


Premium MemberGet Ready

Hour after hour, I was sitting there, 
the time unknown, 
deep in prayer.

Her hand I held, but she was unaware,
I was all alone,
in much dispare.

I wish we'd had, more times to share,
while I was grown,
it isn't fair.

This is more, than even I can bear,
no mercy shown,
or life to spare.

Her breathe is short, and she is gasping air,
I hear her moan,
and I prepare.

The time has come, and this I swear,
it will be known,
there's no compare,
the love we share!

Premium MemberAn Altar Now Unworshipped

I hold your hand, my guiding light
To our home, a warm November hearth
My treasure, my altar to life

Sweetest coffee, my pure delight
Blanket of bliss, your jubilant mirth
I hold your hand, my guiding light

In crisp ashen skies flies a kite
When sunshine tires you make up its worth
My treasure, my altar to life

Hair tranquil midnight, skin Valette white
Angelic kiss, your hips sway with your pert
I hold your hand, my guiding light

You surpass art, O perfect sight
I was made for you since birth
My treasure, my altar to life

Starshine my goddess of achrondite
I covet time with you on this Earth
You are my all, and all is right
My treasure, my altar to life

Premium MemberGet Ready

Should you ask did I prepare
I believe I did, I’d say;
follow, and I’ll see you there.

I’ve had a life, have an heir,
left no debts for him to pay;
should you ask. Did I prepare?

I have booked my favored chair;
it will be a cabaret!
Follow, and I’ll see you there.

I’ve said a gentle prayer;
looked inside, and it’s ok;
should you ask, did I prepare?

Though it seems it’s hard to bear,
they’ll be a time when you may
follow, and I’ll see you there.

Do not worry dear; I e’er
thought about it every day,
should you ask, did I prepare?
Follow and I’ll see you there.

Premium MemberGo Slowly

Go slowly, my friend, and enjoy the ride
Don't rush through life with haste and stress
There's beauty and wonder on every side

You have a precious gift of time to guide
Your choices, actions, and happiness
Go slowly, my friend, and enjoy the ride

You have a curious mind to confide
Your questions, doubts, and interests
There's beauty and wonder on every side

You have a loving heart to provide
Your kindness, compassion, and tenderness
Go slowly, my friend, and enjoy the ride

You have a brave soul to decide
Your dreams, goals, and success
There's beauty and wonder on every side

You have a unique self to abide
Your values, beliefs, and express
Go slowly, my friend, and enjoy the ride
There's beauty and wonder on every side

Premium MemberI'M, We'Re, Growing

I am, as were my parents before me, undoubtedly, their parents before them... perpetuating our family tree. Trusting in God, and Jesus Christ is key to their faith, as well as my own, Amen! I am, as were my parents before me. The Word leads us beyond reality, together in Grace, despite the mayhem, perpetuating our family tree. "What's what?", "The what's/' are not," and, "('s) is," would be from whence my life had grown from a tree's stem-- I am, as were my parents before me. Saints behold, Heaven on Earth, all set free. Caught amidst thistles, the Shepherd unjam, perpetuating our family tree. Faithful prayers transcend miracles daily, rainfalls on forest' ... gift grows to a gem. I am, as were my parents before me, perpetuating our family tree.

Premium MemberVillanelle No 2

Through this character is learnt:
By loneliness and challenge
In the silence of the desert. 

Only in solitude do trials impart
Permanent lessons, not in a village. 
Through this character is learnt:

Necessity is taught by thirst. 
Life is worthy at the canyon ridge
In the silence of the desert. 

It's learnt by listening to a calm heart
Not by the horror of war's carnage. 
Through this character is learnt:

Knowing Adam prevailed when cursed. 
Humility became his wage
In the silence of the desert. 

Your strengths matter here first. 
Worldly views become abridged. 
Through this, character is learnt
In the silence of the desert.

Premium MemberNature's Solitude

When depression overshadows sunlight, and my heart pines for Nature's solitude: I head off to my favorite campsite. Getting back to Nature is a delight: for city life tends to leave me unglued, when depression overshadows sunlight. When I am confronted with fight or flight and slip into a melancholy mood: I head off to my favorite campsite. Replacing neon lighting with starlight leaves my spirit rekindled and renewed: when depression overshadows sunlight. At those times, when nothing I do feels right, and the whole world adopts an attitude: I head off to my favorite campsite. I love to sit alone in the moonlight, enjoying Nature's tranquil quietude. When depression overshadows sunlight: I head off to my favorite campsite.

Premium MemberGood Times, Bad Times

Good times and bad times come and go, witnessed by presence from afar, so let not joy of bliss beats slow. Gentling thought, making heart mellow, exit the rat race; cease to spar. Good times and bad times come and go. The only thing we need to know, God's grace heals each and every scar, so let not joy of bliss beats slow. Make heart porous and let love grow, shining like the glowing North Star. Good times and bad times come and go. Get aboard the boat God does row. Bottomless is love's reservoir, so let not joy of bliss beats slow. Embracing all, make thought flow slow. Leave door for forgiveness ajar; good times and bad times come and go, so let not joy of bliss beats slow. 06-November-2022

Premium MemberThe Old Wise Man

Not long ago, I met an old man
Life is hard and easy, go with it
Take it or leave it, said the old man

Take it or leave it, one can understand
I recall the old man who said it
Life can be rough and soft too when you stand

Having a hard life, one can take
The old man said, keep it or leave it
Living for life, one may not make

Having a soft life, not rough at all
Said the old man, continue with it
Adjust your time, not the actual time that fall

If I go back, past will never return
The old man said, contemplate on  it
If I look back, people are already in the urn

I wish to meet the old man again before I go
Take it or leave it, and live with it
The old man said, not long ago
I'll always remember the old man, wherever I go

Premium MemberGood Night My Dear

Good night my dear. I’ll stay by your side.
The doctors say there’s nothing more to do
I’ll comfort you on this coaster ride.

Two lives together as time bids us bide
these precious moments together so few.
Good night my dear. I’ll stay by your side.

So much wasted time your eyes belied
though past memories in mine, accrue.
I’ll comfort you on this coaster ride.

Our life bumpy but strong, I confide,
our love has remained unfailingly true.
Good night my dear. I’ll stay by your side.

We still have time to love and laugh I lied.
Your life over while mine follows through.
I’ll comfort you on this coaster ride.

As the time grew nearer I cried.
The time had come to bid you adieu.
Good night my dear. I’ll stay by your side.
I’ll comfort you on this coaster ride.

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