Love Sonnet 12 Does Your Fancy Wander In The Moonlight
Does your fancy wander in the moonlight,
To stray in my sleep and dropp by my dreams?
But your memory did usurp the right,
Such that my very fantasies it creams;
All my musings converge on your aspect,
Leaving a mere token for my person,
Or else, squander my time for this prospect,
And while away my life for this reason;
But nay, not so, these are trivialities,
To speak of what has been my stake at hand,
My soul has gone through all the subtleties,
Rigors of love, there's none it can't withstand;
......When all comes down to be mostly just strife,
......This love stands out as highlight of my life.
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Love Sonnet 48 How so awesome this universe has been,
How so awesome this universe has been,
The rocks, rivers or Niagara Falls,
Colossal things or dismal, hardly seen,
Microbes or genes of our genetic halls;
The realm within is grand as that without,
To be conquered like frontier lands we sought,
The human mind holds much to know about,
More marvelous than what itself has thought;
And heart compares with queer puzzles of space,
That men would bear up to cosmic domains,
The sheer enigmas thinkers have to face,
The same in love that give dreamers the pains;
.....And to events that jolt the earth or sky,
.....Lies here a fool that does naught but to sigh.
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Order Sublime
I have to say, by far queerest to me,
Are lips which speak of mindless universe,
When these did know that none is there to see,
Had happenstance by chance been the adverse;
Planets in space behave within a law,
Water follow the course of its river,
And moon pretends to wax without a flaw,
Are these orders devoid of its giver?
I find the least horse sense where man should hold,
That things proceed randomly on their own,
And to appear as though sparks from the cold,
Like cars forming from heaps where parts are thrown;
.....There is order, and all goes to obey,
.....It is folly to miss what these convey.
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Love Sonnet 10: My Waking Hours Are Now Engulfed In Dreams
My waking hours are now engulfed in dreams,
Reality became a twilight maze,
An interlude between silvery beams,
And tropic sun's scorching, hot, blinding blaze;
As shroud of night darkens to shadows deep,
And dark blue skies acquire a sleepy hue,
I'm lulled to sleep like babe in mother's keep,
While I pretend as whispered to by you;
The scent of thousand blooms pervades the air,
When your presence is wafted all around,
Where else should beauty dwell, if to be fair,
If not in face of yours where it is found;
......It has been said, beauty is joy, just fine,
......I wish, that thing of beauty to be mine.
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Lust
What feeds the greed and itch for more power?
The infamous, to numb, and bear more shame,
To climb pedestals, very much higher,
To snatch a crown, with or without, the fame?
The beastly urge, the wanton thirst for flesh,
As gluttons bide to have more than their fill,
To desire for things much newer, or fresh,
Adding to previous wishes to fulfill.
Would lust for knowledge be also a fault?
Proving grievous as would be all others?
For men did take to arts, so dark, occult,
That, even when ignored, it still bothers.
....Ah lust, which consumes without consuming,
....And, sets afire, but yet, without burning!
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Love Sonnet 159 You Left A Spectral Smile That Stalks My Mind
You left a spectral smile that stalks my mind,
To haunt my only niche in Time and Space,
My every thought in reverie I find,
Reminisces its curvature and grace;
You've gazed into my eyes, fathomed my soul,
To bare intricacies of my desires,
Then groped in darker alleys of our stroll,
But looked up to ideals, my heart aspires;
Thus, an open book to your touch, I'd been,
That you could read, by browser or by braille,
Times of my life, the hues and shades, you've seen,
With their secrets, but not for me to wail;
......A book you can treasure and read again,
......Or its pages might shade you from the rain.
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Love Sonnet 172 The song of Summer almost reached its end,
The song of Summer almost reached its end,
And some new melodies will soon begin,
But newer notes might all to sadness lend,
As heart's prime song is not yet heard to din;
Life's rhapsody sings of much varied tunes,
From great follies, dreamers have always known,
To joys that, like grape vine, my sorrow prunes,
Inducing misery to sprout till grown;
But there are songs that strum of hope and more,
As in a songbird's soulful mating call,
But here's wisdom, or just a common lore,
Such calls, nary are made before the Fall;
......Lo! Even Nature dealt me added blows,
......As if I do not have enough of woes.
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Medals Of Clay
The glittering tokens of dignity,
Flaunted by men for all the world to see,
Could yet injure many a vanity,
Once taints appear as white's pureness would flee;
What are trophies that cast shadows of doubt,
Glossy by flames that gravely sears fair play,
From fires so known by smoke that now are out,
And stench in air that nary drifts away?
What praise befits winners, by craft or luck,
Amid scandals that follow on their backs?
They stand on pedestals, almost of muck,
Like gold medal which true luster it lacks;
.....But should it matter to an athlete's mirth,
.....How much a clean triumph would really worth?
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How Deep Below Are You?
I made footprints
On the ceiling
While the mouse
Jumped over the chandelier,
Just missing the pile of stones
Clustered, not falling.
Only the floor falls,
Ground and all.
My blood dripped
On the stones
On the ceiling.
Then, nothing - - - -
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -
- - - - - - - - - - - - - -
The floor boards moved,
pushed from below.
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Love Sonnet 147 If I Intrude In Your Lonely Presence
If I intrude in your lonely presence,
Will I have improved on your solitude?
But knowing no essence of your silence,
Won't I be construed, easily, as rude?
And mind not, how this happy fool behaves,
With heart smitten, and now ruling his head,
He takes rainbows, for heaven he oft craves,
Divining dreams, for hill of hope he'll read:
Ah, sweet torment that only dreamers take,
The wise would not know, having missed the thrills,
While walking paths, that angels need to make,
But I chose, not to skip my life, the frills:
......Love, why should your spoils go to whomever
......Conceding to become your prisoner?
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