Italian Sonnets
V
..and gripped by the contempt my longings for,
suffice to say how adequate a theme,
may yield that whilst one part of man may seem
too eager may his younger heart so pour!
An ounce of mirth can verily before,
be showing how polite or how supreme
he honours you- the price he pays is such
good manners can elude what we adore.
A cocktail of assumptions sooth a trend,
subjective to the purpose of lost cause
Oh avarice! What sweet curtails applause
exonerates mere beauty afterwards.
How innocent are we to comprehend,
what beauty has obliged it reaps rewards.
VII
Wanton! Thou should'st see believe your eyes,
content! That aphrodisiac; Locale:
It pays by chance with interest - the male
whom rightly thought he owned it through apprise,
shalt seek the compensation due, the prize,
that no more does sophistication hence,
forthwith to grade what action's commonsense
a rather in-depth sight of inner thighs.
To compromise restraint with an ideal,
cementing limb to limb with liquid bonds
a promise such as this which soon absconds,
with fearful consequence I do intend.
If one so gallavants with an appeal
That nature had once beauty to pretend.
Author notes
Written January 3rd, 2003
A contest entry
- gimme your best by yellingstreetnut.
300 points, ended April 25, 2005, 7 entries
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very good better then words can comprehend
I loved this one very much I hope you werent offended by anything I have said -
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Trei bien
Whoa...I'm usually not so bereft of my command of my language, but whoa... -
don't touch it!
yeah again another beautiful piece with well used words. just lovley -
don't touch it!
Yeah, I love the structure of this. My sort of poem :) Great write and genuine hard though has gone into the lines. Well done:) -
don't touch it!
I loved this..I <3 structured poetry, and the overal concept to this is great. It's clearly laid out and it flows together perfectly. Nice job,
JuLz -
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'every guilty conscience leaves a soul who's left unburned' what an excellent line!
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