Regret

Kindly ignore my harsh rapport,
I've taken more than I can bear,
I write, hoping to close the door.

Made to sleep on a marble floor
Best I did was shiver and swear,
Kindly ignore my harsh rapport.

I took advantage of the poor,
Received a healthy sailor's share,
I write, hoping to close the door.

Temptation, like a dancing whore,
Mesmerized by her seductive stare,
Kindly ignore my harsh rapport.

Intoxicated, wanting more,
Emboldened by a brief affair,
I write, hoping to close the door.

My regrets seep from every pore,
But poetry can't clear the air,
Kindly ignore my harsh rapport,
I write, hoping to close the door.

Villanelle: The first and third lines of the opening tercet are repeated alternately in the last lines of the succeeding stanzas; then in the final stanza, the refrain serves as the poem's two concluding lines.

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