Make me a Love Sonnet

If I pass away before love can revive

clobber me with the purity of theosophy

That in the next life, my divine coercion

Will flash the incredible murmur.

That will make me a love sonnet

With immaculateness and warm affection

I will go through my own golden patience

Since, in Love I’ll die a second time

To myself, once so selfish and egotistical

I will serve my clan, as is ancient praxis

Wooed by joys so terrible, biological ethics

And then I will echo our uniqueness

Of how we loved and lived our grand lives

And I shall brag, with irrevocable delight

in silent synapses of lovely metaphors

Those roses,I shall bury in eternal months

And with the light that endures, with the love

That consumes all the flowers, new lives will be made

To love again, with burning hearts, subtle beauty .

Reviews

[TurtleClark]

I like this you use such evocative vocabulary.... it sparks my interest

[Cerise]

wonderfully captured the words in a unique way....well done..wish i cud write lyk u...:)

[Balkaran Sidhu]

I bet you can write....more certainly if you're smitten in love :p :)

[Ruth]

Oh, this enraptured my senses!

Just so beautifully voiced....perfect ebb and flow!

xx

[Balkaran Sidhu]

Thanxx Mam...
:)

[Dr. Wood ?]

you have a wonderful way with words sir

[Balkaran Sidhu]

So do You :)