The mist of the blurred perception controls
Kept the stay lest I disturb someone there
A friend, a brother, everything befalls
It isn't fair, it isn't- it's.. not fair
The sands of time flow through the gold hourglass
Each grain, a lifetime, a drifting spirit
I'm lost, like a steering ship, no compass
Adrift into nothing, wit's end; unfit
But the starless night lit up with novas
Expunging whatever sadness I've had
The chalice of hope, spilled upon my vase
The mist has cleared, my will regained; new lad
For I have to accept that you are gone
Farewell, I shan't forget you, my dear one
YOU ARE READING
"Sonnets"
PoetryThese are some sonnets that I wrote for a project, which are horrible by the way, and ended up being unused, so I'll publish them here for the sake of publishing them here. And no, I'm not gonna add more sonnets here and then because I, simply sayin...
