Why do I immortalize you in verse?
As David lives forever in marble,
Why do I normalize this very curse?
Shaped from my heart, eternally carnal:
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My poems raise you with such grandeur,
They build you like a great bronze monument,
But sad rains rust your glistening armor,
Beacon of hope, dulled by green oxidant:
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Perhaps I should tear down my creation,
But keep the knowledge from this artful craft,
Make something else, find a new fixation;
The Iron Lady was twice sold for scrap:
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My writing gave you life, I tried to prove,
But it was you who taught my pen to move.
YOU ARE READING
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...
