This is a sestina I wrote. A sestina is somewhat of a poem which holds symbolism and riddle and it is kind of like putting a puzzle of words together. Check the link below if you are unsure what a Sestina is and how you write one.. Or maybe if you look closely at the poem, you will notice how a the form of a Sestina is put together. It's not an easy as it looks, but I was actually happy with my first attempt at writing one.
And as you can tell from the content, I was going through a rather difficult time.
* while you may read and use my material for reference, I ask that you do not re-cycle this paper to use as your own.
Promise seeks refuge as hellmaids ride determined to betray all
Coaxing doubt, a sudden bludgenoning of comforts’ circle.
Virtue is raped, not a whisper, but rather poised in disbelief and staring long.
Deafening is the thunder rolling in for the judgment of one.
Justification reaches out a pale hand towards slander one last time
This cannot be happening her gaze is haunted still.
Heralds choir from the edge of darkness as still
Hellmaids chant in gallops rhythm trampling a path and all
Who dare to raise fist in revolt are seized in time
Without expectation of returning to comforts’ circle
With reason dismissed as excuse become the sin of one
Vengeance is amused for wounds healing long.
Promise eludes her captor by Truth’s pledge to keep her long.
Torments from just beyond her hiding place are changing still.
Then Promise sees Truth is poisoned by a stray arrow of one
And her will to prevail tempers it all.
Once thought a lasting and enduring comfort circle
Is now threatening to expose doubt and disorientation at this time.
The Hellmaids not yet satisfied, rally to expose the evil in idle time
An instant death or fanfare to celebrate, either way, it would not take long
For the spectacle to be prepared for her slaying in center circle.
No pardon to be given except to Chance if she had not fled, still
Even Chance would be reluctant should she be caught at all.
The burning flame is known to save no one.
Hope’s weakens from the grip of discouragement around her neck and one
Moment later, Courage succumbs to trampling hooves and for a time
Horse and rider greet defeat with death’s kiss to all
And Suspicion dances in comforts’ circle in all that has been destined long
Lasting the ages yet in this moment vulnerable and still
The mass graves are dug and the Hellmaids begin to assume a circle.
One last torment is unleashed to the disoriented circle
Hellhounds unleashed to find the cries of one.
Clenching white teeth snap and lunge, buckling their tethers refusing to be still
Anxious for the kill, and to get it done, an impressive tale, for future story time.
Imagine the capture of earth’s borne immortal vow of centuries long
You are a promise broken, a deep and bloody blow to all.
Her refuge exposed and all Hellmaids smirk upon the coming judgment of this one
Unexpectedly, Mercy spears the evil in time, and Promise regains her throne for long.