Poem (it's not a format but it's an expression)

Some jewels don't get to everyone's eyes

Finding all the way for the jewel..

A poem --“One’s Life, just a Loner’s Life”:

One’s mind as cold as ice,

Due to the mind’s pace of trice

It isn’t true that one could always be smitten with life,

By knowing that life isn’t rife.

(AABB--Quatrain)

Life’s sigma is just ups and downs, enigmas and stigmas of collapses,

Our thoughts are worse when our minds are cursed by the terse

The wander for coherences triggered the life of a loner to the light,

But, variances in one’s wander, the blizzard in life, creates a smite to the igniter, the warrior, the wildfire, the loner.

(ABCD--Quatrain)