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I beg you, death, please spare no haste
to end what tears my soul in twain.
Where life's so seldom blessed or graced
beneath a heart of tarnished stain.
Where happiness befalls its worth,
I beg you, death, please spare no haste,
whence only you shall mock my birth
and forge therein what's left to waste.
Should sunrise hold no sweet embrace
through blackened heart of callused care,
I beg you, death, please spare no haste,
for nothing seen lies just or fair.
With little left of worth and will,
this gift of life shall fall erased.
My parchment's void of ink and quill.
I beg you, death, please spare no haste.
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A kyrielle is made of quatrains that rhyme. Each stanza (that is a quatrain) has a line that repeats, so a line from a previous stanza. That line usually (but does not necessarily have to) be the last line in the stanza. Each line in the poem has eight syllables. There is no limit to the number of stanzas. Usually there are three or more stanzas. Any type of rhyme scheme can be used. More information and an example. |
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Author Notes
Sometimes you just feel like this. What can you do?
Thanks for reading.
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