I wrote this Sonnet for English class, it is Untitled so far, I think I'll keep it that way though... Anyways enjoy ^^
Italian Sonnet
The feeling was gone from your heart But why it is gone is unknown And you ripped the seams we had sewn You said there is good reason to part
The love that we shared was an art Surpassing sickness, you sat on a throne In your arms I was never alone Apollo's summer was a good place to start
Although to call it Love was wrong For Love, he was never known to disappear Murderous goodbye was too early, yet too late
But your voice still sings in my ear As a sweet yet dreaded faerie song. But only Pain knows: I cannot call this feeling hate.
Hope you enjoyed it ^^
jadepheonix_kristuya · Tue Apr 03, 2007 @ 11:51pm · 0 Comments |