Sonnets

Insidious

How sweet is the love that man is sharing?
In width and depth so much disparaging
It tickles the bone and lures the senses
And catalyses the rushing horses
From within the baneful words of passion
We heed for our uttermost destruction

Could this be the rightful way of loving?
To beguile a heart is but a yearning
The venefic coquette devours great
The poison travels in the fastest rate
Down from the toes, to the heart and the mind
We trip, we turn, we err for our worthless find

If this is all but what is happening
We’ll all fall prey to their art of cunning
Now how sweet is the love man is sharing?
Well, so much sweet that we all die giving




In Deceitful Twist of Fate (Sonnet I)

The yearning of the sun is yet to pass
The frigidity of life is mine to surpass
Peevish enough to see my skin brittle
I wait as age pass upon so subtle
If by chance time could be cheated upon
I would be most willing to test the pun
For I will not delude myself to such
Since I am in correct insanity
And nay wills my beliefs perish instantly
Because the ever quick wave of the hand
And that ever sudden glimpse of the eye
Could fool everybody’s own set of bands



In Destitute of Discontentment (Sonnet II)

Time has allowed us to recuperate
But life is not ours to preponderate
In this world where man work and thrive to die
We prefix ourselves to measure its cry
How much then this life is worth? ; So much as
We ravish ourselves in treasures and class
And dig us to our own destruction
In ignorance we suffer desiccation
While we are plasmolyzed by pure wisdom
Our souls are thrown out of His kingdom
And what good could this bring about our lives?
When we are too weak to move with every stride
If only there’s a way to bring back time
For us to taste still life’s sin and prime

++again, one of my most loved works (narcistic ok ok!), i just love seeing my works again. i gave my original manuscripts to one of my ex before as a gift. i havent gotten them back yet. i just miss my manuscripts!!!!!