Sonnet 129

Word plays before I’d seen all the days

Eternally wrapped up in verses,

Possessed by a life of true purpose.

Wandering, hoping to be amazed,

Suffering always but only just grazed.

Protected by love and her curses,

Pursuing pure beauty to nurse it

Guided by inner light to pave ways

Frequency narrows parameter

Illuminating minds in due time.

Seeking eyes with the dramatic flair

Outside hidden lines that’s a real find

These gifts unrequited, just given,

No hopes, someday soon I’ll be there.



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