A rondel is a French form consisting of 13 lines...
ABba abAB abbaA. The capital letters are the...

The way he treats you
is nothing of a friend...

The youth that walk the world,
false predictions of adoration...

To escape from the steady pain
to watch night descend before me...

The fire in your eyes
burned through my spirit of serenity...

A facade of black hue
luring me in with words...

--free verse. its not my best, it came to me...
Along the ebony wall...

I counted the trials encountered
and the blessings outnumbered...

Aspirations can be reached
in the sudden blink of an eye...

You parade your beauty
and everyone seems to notice...

Perilous Stranger
Upon A Journey...

--wrote this poem in class yesterday listening to...
Hunger of childhood imagination...