Challenge Yourself
By Fox-Trot-9
58: Sleepless Night
(6/6/19)
A thousand worries burn like candles' flames
Singeing my thoughts with premonitions ill,
For in your strength of spirit lies my will
To keep my spirits high on lofty aims;
But luckless Fate, who loves to play his games,
Sought out to try his wicked deeds on you
And laid you low before we even knew
What struck us with a target on our names;
But even as you lay apart in shambles
With foot and back stretched o'er the burning fire,
Sinking us deep in seen and unseen troubles
Just as the flick'ring wisps of hope expire,
I'll graft you new against the face of Chance
With lines of rhyme to trap Fate's evil glance.
(To be continued...)
A/N: This sonnet is for my mom, who's in the hospital right now.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Challenge Yourself
PoesiaGenres: Poetry. Summary: This latest poetry collection will chronicle whatever poetry contest or poetry writing challenge or inspirational moment I undertake. I need to get back into the poetic disposition, and this collection will help me do that...
