Ah, the next challenge for day 8 is composing a poem in Ottava Rima. What's Ottava Rima? Some kind of food or Japanese name? Nah, it's "a rhyming stanza form of Italian origin (Wikipedia a.k.a humans' best friend) and consists of the following pattern: a-b-a-b-a-b-c-c. Okay, here goes my first poem in Ottava Rima called "Hope might be my enemy".
Hope might be my enemy
Hope might be my enemy,
My heart could not see,
As you are its remedy,
Even you are the deadly bee,
Hope is callous and empty,
It drowns my heart into the bottomless sea,
Nothing I see but the ruthless painfulness,
My heart still desires for your endless happiness.
-Nuruljannah-
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