Love's cruel blade has struck my heart with such force;
For weeks that deep wound would bleed without end,
But my once tender flesh now feels so coarse;
The joints of passion can no longer bend:
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Affection's scar will never go away,
But as I grow like the mighty old oak
That mark fades to an ever duller grey,
Since time will shrink this almighty cold yoke;
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But pain is no reason to cut me down,
For forests must undergo great fire,
If they wish to pass on nature's green crown;
Thus I will be reborn from fate's pyre:
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Tainted love has hewed me to my bare roots,
But I will grow back bearing sweeter fruits.
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Shackled Sonnets: A Collection of Poems
PoetryA collection of sonnets about that which I shall never have. A girl I love, but she loves another. I have only recently been reading and writing poetry because of her, so hopefully, my writing will get better as time goes on. Check back for a new so...
