Newest Sonnet Poems (335)

Such joyous Love, why do you make me weep ?
This heart so warm, yet aches without relent,
My mind so tired, still you deprive my sleep,
Each waking hour consumed with sweet torment.
Why do I fall so heavy for your charms ?
Besotted by the lure of womanhood,
And when I'm wrapped in calming female arms,
Why do you raise wild torrents in my blood ?
So many hearts you break with utter grief,
Oh Love, why must we toil to be your slave ?
How can you be so fickle and so brief ?
And yet for some, endure beyond the grave.
The answers lie within Love's tangled mire,
Strewn amidst the agony and the fire

Lush forest trees are hacked down every day,
For human gain that shows me disrespect,
But toxic mindsets have a price to pay,
When climate change disasters take effect.

With soaring carbon gasses on the rise,
My tears fall on the earth as acid rain,
Loud storms on swelling oceans are my cries,
Wild forest fires my raging, burning pain.

It's not too late for man to save the globe,
But mankind is a greedy, selfish beast,
Reluctant when there's remedies to probe,
Before the population lies deceased.

The warnings that I give your world Take Heed !
My name is Mother Nature, yours is Greed.

Stitch by stitch, weave your tapestry of growth,
Embrace the lessons, both humble and loath.
Each thread represents progress made,
Self-improvement's masterpiece, to never fade.

Elysian Dreams.

Let us dance through our Elysian dreams.
through starlit night and daylight’s sunbeams,
where colours of the rainbow, alive before sight,
give you Faith to walk in daylight.

Where Love is ever fresh and bold,
our Love story, forever told,
my darling, held in your embrace,
wherever we are within Love’s space.


I lose myself within the softest brown eyes,
to be in your embrace is paradise,
come now my Love, our passions flow,
under God’s watch, our Love does grow

My beloved, we love in starry beams,
Within the desire of Elysian dreams.

Through the night I do see your reflection,
in the pool made by love's tears that you cry,
in my heart, they would have their collection,
when they were gone, your heart would surely fly.

Take my dark hand and walk into starlight,
with your dark man make all your dreams to bloom,
stars in your hair, an ethereal light,
you shine so bright, within Heaven's vaulted room.

Passions, desires, they shall flow in delight,
love fills the heart and gone is strife and care,
you shall ever shine in sun or moonlight,
a star in life, your beauty you shall share.

In my vision, such a beauteous sight,
you, my angel, light up my every night.

I picked up the phone
Many times tonight
Waiting for your messages
about a life you had before
The ghosts of love waiting at my door

My heart, It feels anticipation
my soul, it aches
apprehensive in mind
As the ghosts of love
Knock once more

The wish
To dream with you
To hold and Release
from a past unjust
To grow old....
As we become the ghosts of love once more

KVH

Of all the good places this busy spring
Hiding near the eaves of the old woodshed
The quiet little robin that won’t sing
Builds a nest where my ladder hangs instead

There really is no shortage of trees
Whose outstretched limbs in all directions strewn
Yet with my ladder she does what she pleases
At least a couple months of May and June

Now that small job on the roof to repair
Nor those dead limbs dangling just out of reach
None of these chores I’m waiting to take care
Could persuade me a nest disturb or breach

Sometimes we need to be patient and wait
And delight as much in nature so great

My favourite poem

by John Donne


I WONDER by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved ? were we not wean'd till then ?
But suck'd on country pleasures, childishly ?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers' den ?
'Twas so ; but this, all pleasures fancies be ;
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee.

And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear ;
For love all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone ;
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown ;
Let us possess one world ; each hath one, and is one.

My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest ;
Where can we find two better hemispheres
Without sharp north, without declining west ?
Whatever dies, was not mix'd equally ;
If our two loves be one, or thou and I
Love so alike that none can slacken, none can die.

Entwined we stared upon the starry night,
White spiderwebs adorned the woods like lace,
The cold moon wore a garland of pale light,
That cast gold radiance around your face.

But new love's bloom can slowly turn to grey,
And promise drips like candle grease it seems.
When our eyes met, I should have turned away,
Cruel passing time did not respect our dreams.

Oh reader fond, do not misunderstand,
These remnants of past love hold no disdain,
Love stories are not always built on sand,
And broken hearts won't always harbour pain.

Much better to have loved and let it go,
Than never to have felt your heart aglow.

My hearth melt when i contemplate the hidden secret, of night blanketing sheet of the overpowering darkness gloomy night, thick and tangible, with no glimmers of light and no traces of life...