Alankar(Decor) -127

What Is Gained Atlast....(Sestina) Sestina is: suited to a narrative because of its length and lack of rhyme. It gives the poet room to tell a story. in English most often iambic pentameter but sometimes iambic tetrameter. contained in 39 lines, grouped into 6, sixains (6 line stanzas) followed by a 3 line unrhymed envoi or tornada (a salutation or sending forth) The last 3 lines gather up and deploy all 6 end-words. composed with 6 unrhymed end-words which must occur in every stanza but in a changing order that follow a set pattern. (this is known as lexical repetition) The order seems to turn the poem inside out, the first end-word eventually becomes the last. The pattern of end-words shift from stanza to stanza is a mathematical equation from which, if one were to write a 7th stanza, the pattern of the 1st stanza would be repeated in the 7th. The set pattern of shifting end-words from stanza to stanza is: 1st stanza 1 2 3 4 5 6 2nd stanza 6 1 5 2 4 3 3rd stanza 3 6 4 1 2 5 4th stanza 5 3 2 6 1 4 5th stanza 4 5 1 3 6 2 6th stanza 2 4 6 5 3 1 L1 envoi 2-5 (even #ed end words incorporated internally into the line.) L2 envoi 4-3 L3 envoi 6-1 What Is Gained At Last... She is gazing at the farther thrown star Wide eyed with a shut heart for a long time Something it seems to say to her fondly But her seasoned heart is firm and tight closed That no room for any love to enter She knows what life is all about on earth Umpteen wheels of aeons have spun this earth yet this world adores to be a young star As if old and grey can never enter Likes to stay with young heart for love all time Yearns to stay in love alone all else closed Forgetting but love grips hate so fondly This she wonders how world can stay 'fondly' Since her story is high sky and low earth Tides up and low tumbling her drowned deep closed This day she sums up all to find a peace-star In vain only to feel two tracks of time Two truckers hauling no love to enter Mechanical days let no peace enter Two hearts never merged into one fondly Lived days were not loved days of them in time Still love worked to issue offsprings on earth Ashamed, she regrets for her matchless star Who hauled the life for her but with love closed What is gained at last..except her life closed Joy and cheer were not allowed to enter Not a soothing star but a shooting star His rage could not kiss her calmness fondly Sighing now she regrets her birth on earth Sobbing bewails her wedlock now high time She is gazing gazing for a long time Unaware of the dark night getting closed Farther star now is declined down the earth To hide the sun dark grey clouds slowly enter Dolorous day lulls her breathings fondly Perhaps mutes the ache of that sleeping star Now is a soul's time spaceward to enter Heavy closed heart to find a love fondly Born on earth to live with a caring star