Tyburn: Praying to the dead


A six line poem consisting of 2, 2, 2, 2, 9, 9 syllables.

The first four lines rhyme and are all descriptive words. The last two lines rhyme and incorporate the first, second, third, and fourth lines as the 5th through 8th syllables.

A new form of poetry right here! A Tyburn!



White Jet,

Night Sky,

Bright dream,

Gone past;

Amid stars white jet in night sky- joy,

asking for bright dreams to gone past comet


2 thoughts on “Tyburn: Praying to the dead

  1. Hmmm… Must be inspired from Tyburn then, though the lyrics translation is:
    You mingle, You squeeze me tight, You saturate in me, and then you disappear, You wriggle, you cause unrest, you slip way, you wander, You mingle closely, and squeeze me dry, You fill a part of me, but with a finger’s touch you disappear…


  2. Nice. I remember a Tamil song “Siruki vasam” which has a similar kind of pattern.

    The lyric goes like

    Otti Kuzhaiyura
    Enna Sakka Puzhiyura
    Oru Pakkam Nerayura
    Veral Pattu Kalayura… “

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