Love Sonnet 183 Like fruit which over-ripes and sadly falls,

Like fruit which over-ripes and sadly falls,
Youth ends, but hope mine mellows as though wine,
As best to culminate these earthly calls,
And please, my Lord, forgive those sins of mine;
As I may never pass this way again,
Please let this trail I blazed be known, not scorned,
So they too, would my wanderings attain,
Of snares and pitfalls, they would be forewarned;
Though yet more peaks to climb, I contemplate,
But might this task, to them I give to bear,
To conquer where my skills had failed, frustrate,
But then to pride when they would laurels wear;
......For as a guide for path that youth may take,
......Their joys, if not glory, I might partake.

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Love Sonnet 160 When Love Remains As Mere Pigment Of Dreams

When love remains as mere pigment of dreams,
Flimsy as silk, or webs that spiders spin,
Yet serves us best, when life's hard crust it creams,
As joys, that might at times, been spread too thin;
Such when too many blooms were in fragrance,
And picky nose, knows not, from which it's blown,
The same when eyes hailed scores of stars at once,
And heart is naught to know, which to enthrone;
How strange of love, yet fickle, as this thing,
That we worry with so much, as with none,
Whilst we collect a lot, even hoarding,
But of many, we only choose but one;
......What is just, in picking a special bloom,
......When, doing so, would leave the rest in gloom?
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Invincible

My love, wake up, the drums are coming near,
Our army waits, their catapults are drawn,
The gate is sealed, the moat's bridge hoisted clear,
Our seers have warned about this blood drenched dawn:
Should fate be worst, your asp in basket waits,
My page has sword, unsheathed by his side,
Our noble fathers, gloried in these traits,
Not to surrender, but to die with pride:
Now, bid the shepherd swains to come and dance,
The bards, the jesters, spice the merriment,
We'll win, but then, we all can die, but once,
So while this threat, like none is imminent:
......For we're in fortress, safe from all that harms,
......We are enclosed, we have each others arms.

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Decades

By this time
She will be awake
As her clock would always chime
Missing breakfast that I make
She'll be crying

By this time
She unlocks the door
Sees my goodbye note in rhyme
And she throws it on the floor
She'll be crying

By this time
She walks by the well
Where we used to throw some dime
Wishing what we would not tell
She'll be crying

By this time
She waters the rose

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Love Sonnet 153 With Sultry Smile, Would Come A Vow To Keep

With sultry smile, would come a bow to keep,
Care not neglecting, to enlist the truth,
Might this hopeful fool, it would cause to weep,
Once leafy boughs would fail to wield its fruit;
When bud appeared, it spoke of promised bloom,
Whilst said in jest, it smacked of having lied,
Where happiness should be, now lies but gloom,
Niggardly kiss, has but Heaven denied;
But fools may seek, some place where else to glean,
For love that reapers may have left for them,
Where Fate would prove, not previously, as mean,
And there, to bask on sparkle of found gem;
.......Yet, as drift the time's unplanned Odyssey
.......The heart longs for the native shores to see.
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Love Sonnet 169 I Have Seen Sadness On The Prestine Sand

I have seen sadness on the pristine sand,
In faded footprints, you have failed to make,
More so that sands were once huge rocks, so grand,
Before this fate, that only sands could take:
To become the dunes, were dwelt my sorrow,
In dire stillness that aggravates my loss,
The craved tenderness, which you did not show,
That spawned a desert, much too wide to cross;
Though minute are the grains that slip my grasp,
Like truths that seep through a mind grief ridden,
Vicious as though rose harboring a wasp,
Thereby, in sweetness lurks its sting, hidden;
......Yet, your footprints did not last till evening,
......As blown sand covered your tracks of leaving.
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Brevity

Where leaves abound, much fruit is rarely found,
When words are more, finding much sense is hard,
As when nuggets are dug up from the ground,
Dross makes mountains, while gold yields but a shard;
We laud marksmen, when hitting with less shots,
Deftness as gauged in thrift of bullets spared,
So too, with speech of few words saying lots,
Whereby hearing, we know how well it fared;
Do nicer things, with less, make beauty be?
Like comely girl with shortened speech and dress?
But one is mute when there's nothing to say,
The way silence of sages would impress;
.......Like nudity, a curt fashion statement,
.......Of those who dared to say: 'Please No Comment.'

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Love Sonnet 155 You Built Me Up, Favored By Your Light's Glow

You built me up, favored by your light's glow,
To bask thereat, as world lies at my feet,
I half believe my luck, the times that flow,
Still sweet, even through nights of hale and sleet;
Your tender touch, soft as the evening's dew,
That line petals, yet not wetting through,
Just as suggest, your slier stares, though few,
With fond thoughts, demurely unsaid, but true;
I might, of nectar sip, but not the best,
For what little, have pecks regaled my check,
In swift moments, when hesitate and rest,
The night's goodbye, upon your lovely neck;
……..And sweetest of drinks, to which my tongue dips,
……..Was wine from cup, that has so touched your lips.
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Love Sonnet 171 Through Windows Dark, Show How Wildly It Rains

Through windows dark, show how wildly it rains,
In rivulets, as though when pouring wine,
It floods the streets, and through the sewer drains,
And seeks the seaward creek to mix with brine;
Comes the sun, vapor rises to the clouds,
And drops as rain again, to awe my heart,
Unlike my love who left me cloud that shrouds,
All my days in grey, that would not depart;
Rains kept falling since, yet no love returned,
Now, raining like storm, yet no love is found,
Guess, if rainclouds yield, all the the rain that's churned,
Still I've known my love would not come around;
.....Rain may come and go, any other day,
.....But wish I, my love would just come and stay.

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Now, Out With Your Tambourines, Greet The Dawn

Now, out with your tambourines, greet the dawn,
The sun glows sweet, after a pitch dark night,
While tossed, aimless, at sea, to shore she's drawn,
And sweet waif's sail, billows brightly in sight:
Lower the planks, connect with love to dock,
Let lilies bloom, now they have reason to,
Then play the song that black curtains can't block,
Roll up the shades, bid all the gloom to go:
Bring out Euphoria, enough to go around,
Don't understate your mirth, as Spring now starts,
For once, this joy was lost, but now is found,
And for this sweetly, prodigal of hearts:
.....Rejoice, that though how oft it went to roam,
.....It found no roost until it came back home.

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