A Sonnet

Sad little song

Ah! Life, the cruellest of all those that led me,

Now leaves behind an aged memory of light

Only a wreck of the man I used to be,

Yet, my candle once burned ever so bright.

I sailed the seas, I rode the winds, I ran

Not a shadow, not a wisp, but a flame!

It was then, truly, that I were a man,

that now shivers in uncloaked bones, a name.

And now the clocks play me a mournful song,

And I sit, cursing my hideous fate,

And I weep, for I cannot stay strong,

And I laugh, mocking my terrible hate.

Yet even now a hand guides me over to the light,

For even my candle did once burn, ever so bright.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

A sad sonnet...Thank you for sharing...:)......................

[MOON]

Lovely flow thought provoking.

[Frieda P]

Heartbreaking read written with a hopeful pen...much soul in your words, I enjoyed this one.

[Anor]

Thank you!

[Frieda P]

You're welcome, my pleasure....