Love Sonnet 226A Poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
Time nary waits for us or for our love:
Like rose that wilts, or song that can grow old, Or coals that glow like even stars above, But sooner fade or dim, and can grow cold; Not one thing stays; Should love a mountain be, It's moved by faith, the size of mustard seed, And forests chose where else to bring each tree, No mind is set, as it could change its creed; And yet, without time's gross impatience still, Too fickle are some hearts to wait for long Beyond hope's prime dominion to fulfill, When just so near, it's easy to belong; . . . . So hurry with that kiss and warm embrace, . . . . We can't wait either, let's give Time a race. © 2015 Reyvrex Questor Reyes |
StatsAuthorReyvrex Questor ReyesManila, Roman Catholic, PhilippinesAbout♪ ♫ Well, I guess, it could be said that if my knowledge and wisdom were converted to wealth, I may humbly say, in all honesty, that I am not a millionaire. But if out of my two cents, you.. more..Writing
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