My Car Keys

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Villanelle: a nineteen-line poem with two rhymes throughout, consisting of five tercets and a quatrain, with the first and third lines of the opening tercet recurring alternately at the end of the other tercets and with both repeated at the close of the concluding quatrain.


Misplaced


The knowingly unanswered question, why?

Someone tell me where are my missing car keys?

We often ask as time goes by and by.


I know that key cannot attempt to fly.

I know that someone tried to set them free.

The knowingly unanswered question, why?


I might as well just kiss that car goodbye.

Do I have to now pay my time a fee?

We often ask as time goes by and by.


It's time to check which one of us has lied.

The one who picked my pocket or me?

The knowingly unanswered question, why?


Oh why, oh why, my common peace denied?

Oh how, oh how, does this happen to me?

We often ask as time goes by and by.


And then, to check on the other known side

There are my keys, I will take breath, don't cry.

The knowingly unanswered question, why?

We often ask as time goes by and by.

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