Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Rippling through my heart

When did this all start
this heady rush of feelings so stout
rippling through my heart

Waves of hope peeping out in part,
hidden behind veils of doubt
when did this all start

Time tries hard to thwart
cascades of joy that pour out,
rippling through my heart

Gushes of pain ink life's chart
even as peace surges in to ease bout,
when did this all start

Like a colorful work of art,
emotions seem to swirl about
rippling through my heart

To revel in the ride and steer the cart;
I just need to find out -
when did this all start
rippling through my heart.

P.S - This poem is my first attempt at Villanelle. A Villanelle is a nineteen-line poem consisting of a very specific rhyming scheme: aba aba aba aba aba abaa. The first and the third lines in the first stanza are repeated in alternating order throughout the poem, and appear together in the last couplet (last two lines).

Picture is  from Google images