I found this villanelle I wrote during undergrad which I remember being quite proud of at the time. This was my first and only attempt at writing one. I think I'm still rather fond of it. It's about coming out...or struggling to, I suppose. I named it "The Conundrum". A bit on the nose, eh?
"The Conundrum"
I know of fire and so well of rain
They both consume and inside burn so slow
There is a loss but also there is gain
Always an indicator is the pain
It helps to think that it might help you grow
I know of fire and so well of rain
The flames devour making you insane
Then hopeful rivers from the mind will flow
There is a loss but also there is gain
How surely then might you take my refrain
The truth is something never to let go
I know of fire and so well of rain
Ignited now so far past the mundane
The drizzle starts and better I should know
Fragility has passed with strength to claim
A balance there is ever to attain
The war inside tossed always to and fro
I know of fire and so well of rain
There is a loss but also there is gain
"The Conundrum"
I know of fire and so well of rain
They both consume and inside burn so slow
There is a loss but also there is gain
Always an indicator is the pain
It helps to think that it might help you grow
I know of fire and so well of rain
The flames devour making you insane
Then hopeful rivers from the mind will flow
There is a loss but also there is gain
How surely then might you take my refrain
The truth is something never to let go
I know of fire and so well of rain
Ignited now so far past the mundane
The drizzle starts and better I should know
Fragility has passed with strength to claim
A balance there is ever to attain
The war inside tossed always to and fro
I know of fire and so well of rain
There is a loss but also there is gain
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