Tag: Sonnet

Times Like These.

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There are times when I think of your eyes
And think of two suns, shining down on me;
When, in my repertoire of feeling, flies
A thought of your smile saving sanity.
There are times when you fill up all space
And all I know is my hope resting in you,
When in my heart you gain the best place,
While everything in my life seems untrue.

There are times when I ache to hear goodbyes
From friendship, honour, (at times, even hope),
Then the present shows me your smile, your eyes
And with thoughts of you my heart learns to cope.
So when life has me on my knees begging please,
I’ll be grateful to have known times like these.

October 28.
5am.

Loveship.

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Guarantees I sought and failed to get here,
Love came thrice and made a fool out of me
With its rules. Adhere or not to adhere?
A question which could wreck my sanity.
The wise have written much about one’s friends.
Compared them to lovers and made them win.
No! For one begins where the former ends
And both fill the heart with passionate sin.
So, my heart, where to go? To whom to turn?
There is no point in thought or in tears
Searching will lead but to the path of return
And, oh, the waste of my precious years!
We need both though to breathe and survive here,
So use and abuse and make none too dear.

23 January
3am

Arwen to Elrond.

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I have loved the sadness of his quiet face,
I have understood the despair in his eyes,
I have known his aura, his hope, his grace,
And the age-old guilt which in his soul lies.

I have soothed his brow and felt the blades,
I have tried to ease constant pain by touch;
He’s love to me, and now when all life fades,
Death, when compared to this love, is not much.

I have chosen enveloping darkness,
I have spurned the last of the passing ships,
I have shunned every sign of weakness,
For the memory of his eyes, his lips.

If Aman promised me my share of bliss,
I care not, for, in his heart, I have this.