Love Sonnet 184

Why do waves keep on rushing to the shore? 

What wisdom is gleaned from a thought like this? 

What did they say, those great wise men of yore, 

That recent hoary wits would all but miss? 

Fools often love as fervent as the waves, 

In passion so intense, whilst waters roll, 

When come the doldrums that would stop their raves, 

Their hearts to stranger gardens then  would stroll; 

But love that stretches too far out to reach 

Is madness prone to rot and atrophies, 

If it be sea, it ends on yonder beach, 

And moon, would strip it there of memories; 

.....Waves mimic life, the rise and fall of things, 

.....Of fools and lovers, or of slaves and kings.

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Reviews

[Shane Mohamed]

I don't know what to say? It's like I'm reading Shakespeare. You have done your homework buddy. This flows and rolls right off the tongue. You sort of shared a philosophy, more than you discussed the topic of love; such in: "Waves mimic life, the rise and fall of things,
Of fools and lovers, or of slaves and kings.
I am not forced to review your work, I rather enjoy it! Great job Reyes.

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing sonnet. I had to read again. The ocean, lovers, slaves and kings used in the poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Reyvrex Questor Reyes]

Thank you. You have been very generous with your praise. My gratitude is sky-high.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.