Lost love to past love. . .
his name unknown, no hand to pen a rhyme,
no voice, no breath to read to me by day,
no inspiration left from me, no time?
He came, I saw, he conquered all he knew,
then left to wait for me by yonder shore.
I came, he saw, I conquered his soul, too;
he disappeared when I went back for more.
My first love swears fidelity will last
as I did swear till death we shall not part;
yet, I recall his painful sins, the past –
while mine we know came from a broken heart.
Now, all I have to love is lover's verse,
from one the better – other one the worse.
Sonnet by NotaDeadPoet
Read 1835 times
Written on 2006-12-16 at 09:10
Tags Sonnet Love Life
Save as a bookmark (requires login)
Write a comment (requires login)
Send as email (requires login)
Print text
Sonnet 102, The Decision
Why has my truest lover gone awayhis name unknown, no hand to pen a rhyme,
no voice, no breath to read to me by day,
no inspiration left from me, no time?
He came, I saw, he conquered all he knew,
then left to wait for me by yonder shore.
I came, he saw, I conquered his soul, too;
he disappeared when I went back for more.
My first love swears fidelity will last
as I did swear till death we shall not part;
yet, I recall his painful sins, the past –
while mine we know came from a broken heart.
Now, all I have to love is lover's verse,
from one the better – other one the worse.
Sonnet by NotaDeadPoet
Read 1835 times
Written on 2006-12-16 at 09:10
Tags Sonnet Love Life
Save as a bookmark (requires login) Write a comment (requires login) Send as email (requires login) Print text
|
Thomas Selnes |
|
lastromantichero |
