My true deception is in a real place,
My eyes wonder in the pale moonlit night.
My heart jumps and falls in this endless race.
My mind hides in your overwhelming sight.
I was never meant to be a vision,
Fore a glare will only blind your fake eyes.
I was always meant to be a question,
But for what will always be a surprise.
But as the Cardinal returns in spring,
I too will fallow my own known habits.
And as the bees of life will always sting,
I will hate my goal just as I grab it.
Though my vision of you is so blinding,
Like a bird I greet the new day singing.
Author notes
My second attempt at sonnet writing. Hope you like it.
A contest entry
- Make me fly or come with me in the dark by subliminal girl.
400 points, ended May 30, 2008, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Discipline, Design, Daring (5) by JM Kenyon.
900 points, ended August 30, 2008, 6 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Nicely penned, you did a great job with this sonnet!
thanks for entering this heartfelt write and good luck in the contest!
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Sweet Holy S***!
This is amazin' - i mean really, really class!
I love it - its my favourite i've read all day - great write and the best of luck in the contest - inspiring!
domz
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Thanks, I screwed up the final flow though. ^_^
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