The blooming flowers define Your beauty
And colorful petals move like Your lips
The emotions that You portray refines Your duty
You shape Your fate at Your fingertips
The sparkling river envies Your eyes
And Your dark hair sways like trees
The feelings promise Your lies
Yet the anger stays like mists
The buzzing insects enjoy the nectar
Yet Your pretty face turns sour
Ever measure Your thoughts by the hectare
And death strikes once more
The flowers beautify You for a day
All the beauties clarify You as May
Wish 'MAY' was my Girlfriend... Beautiful piece bro :)
ReplyDeleteTy Ty... 1st time I wrote a sonnet lol
ReplyDeleteA nice rhyme, rings bells of inspiration. Gratz.
ReplyDelete@Jorky thank u :)
ReplyDeleteYup... May is the month!!!! My favorite is the May flower, i hav one essay on it too....
ReplyDeleteNice sonnet u hav here.... a genius on the making!!!!!
Me luv the final couplet :)
ReplyDeleteThanx Bd... well You can contrast the poem with May season flowers and a beautiful girl named May who died
ReplyDeleteshe came like may
ReplyDeletebut she was gone in april
am waiting for june
but she would skip me summer
and give me december
but my heart's like spring
hoping for a new may
double likes for the above^^^
ReplyDeleteA van gothic ve
ReplyDeletezualbonez... hope is always the key :)
ReplyDelete@Bd... he is deep isn't he? :)
@illusionaire.... which part do You see as gothic???? :))))
Nia a Gothic top, a May dan te khi.... nice Sonnet :-)
ReplyDeleteMay seems to be very beautiful! Good job!
ReplyDeleteLIKE IT.....:)
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