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A Sonnet

August 29, 2009
By Goldilocks GOLD, Delta, Other
Goldilocks GOLD, Delta, Other
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I know not how he bore the loss of her.

To live on as life’s meaning swift departs.

His mad heart must’ve bled from the torture.

Is agony all memory imparts?

Her scent, her laughter, lingered all around.

A broken man sits, void of emotion;

Drink numbing the longing of lovesick wounds.

To exist now held no expectation

Many a tear wasted, gone and away,

Let love be buried, lain with her to rot.

Oh, how heaven keeps his treasure at bay!

What a sad ending their passion has wrought.

He lies down, accepting life without her;

Forgetting that true love can never die.



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on May. 31 2015 at 11:54 am
ElisaTheDuck ELITE, Rigaud, Other
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Favorite Quote:
LOOK AT MY PROFILE. DO IT.

I agree with everything that has been said below, and I love the tragic, lonely feel to it. Good job!

on Jul. 31 2014 at 11:54 am
TheComet PLATINUM, Mostaganem, Other
22 articles 1 photo 439 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret" -Ambrose Bierce
" Be yourself! Everybody else is already taken ;)"
"Don't go where the path leads you. Go instead where there's no path and leave a trail ;)"-R.W.Emerson

Your poem made me speechless O_o lol I just loved it!! I do agree with Puzzle saying that your last 2 lines you should've used the rhyme but honestly other than that I don't think there's anything to change at all. You said it all and it's perfect. Once again I loved it so much I'm impressed. Keep up the great work and don't ever stop writing ;) Thanks for sharing this.

on Feb. 1 2013 at 12:52 am
Puzzle PLATINUM, Orem, Utah
27 articles 0 photos 27 comments

Favorite Quote:
When life gives you lemons,
Eat them.
They do not taste that bad.

Life is like autumn.
Stop to crunch the pesky leaves.

Love is... let me think...

Don't judge a book by its cover.

Poetry is a way to put words to things that are unexplainable.

Very good! I love your flawless Iambic pentameter. :) Constructive criticism: Make a title. "A Sonnet" Doesn't pluck a reader and drag him in. I won't suggest a title, as that is entirely your choice. :) But please do one. Next, In sonnets, it is excactly has the same format you used, however, Your couplet (last 2 lines) at the end should rhyme. "Her" and "die" frankly don't. Also, on your rhyming, I love it. The slanted rhymes in the 5th 6th 7th and 8th lines, though are pushing it a tad. Notice wounds has an "s" and pushes the rhyme, even if slanted. Anyway, Great amazing job, and don't you dare stop writing. :) Amazing shakespearean/elizibethian sonnet.  I am very impressef. :)

on Mar. 15 2010 at 2:48 pm
this is a really really an amazing sonnet keep writing no mater wat your work is asome :)