Sonnets

Looking through some of the old documents on my computer, I found two sonnets I wrote not so long ago. I love sonnets; they're my favourite type of poetry next to haiku. Anyway, here they are. Of course, the one about death doesn't relate to me personally.

A Sonnet for an Early Death

Sweet Death, take me now, let me feel your kiss,
Oh tender, upon these lively rosy lips
Take me while I am lovely and unique
I wish for you to free my soul forever
I yearn for your winter’s breath on my cheek
I wait and offer my sweet surrender.
Merciful Death, my skin is peachy with life
Yet here I wait to feel your crooked scythe
I wish not to burden a hole in the earth
When I am ugly and stricken with time
Take me while I’m pretty for all I’m worth,
Here I wait for Death’s bell to chime.
Be tender and be gentle, for you are not Greed.
 Sweet Death, take my youthful soul now I plead.

~

A Sonnet for Beauty

Oh how the mind is caught in misery

With naive thoughts of ugly beauty

Oh how it creeps through imagination

With soundless stealth and sheer motivation

Oh how it will make you doubt endlessly

And nothing could stop such damned jealousy

Which the mind will most conjure while consumed

Oh you will never realize you too are doomed

But something may come from endless longings

You may question beliefs and belongings

Somehow you may become free from misery

If you see that there is truth in beauty

And then there is finally hope alas

You know that you are beautiful, at last

A letter I hope you will someday read:

This is the letter:

It says:

Dear my friend,
I suppose it's too late to reminisce the times we missed. I feel like over these past years, we've been distancing, y'know. I mean, if it was meant to happen, I have no problems with that. Things change, what can you do? But just because things change, doesn't mean I like the changes. Honestly, I feel like I don't know you. I don't know what to say to you anymore and I can't even write your name here because I feel like I don't know it. The name I knew you by just doesn't seem to fit anymore. You're a stranger to me. If God meant this to happen, then I wish you a happy life. I'll be there for a while, but there will be a time maybe in the next decade when we will be total strangers. And that hurts. Some things just aren't meant to last a lifetime and I know friendships aren't the strongest bonds between two people, but I suppose I'll learn to accept that. One day, your name might not even ring a bell in my head. And I'm afraid of that. I don't want to forget you because I thought you more than just another passerby in my life. I thought you were a friend, my friend. And you still are, for now. However, if the space between us keeps widening, then I suppose we won't be friends. We're just too different now. Maybe it's my fault, and blame me if it is. I'll take full responsibility. I suppose I'm overreacting but maybe someday, I'll find this letter and remember you. And God, I hope I do. You changed me for the better, y'know. I've never been happier and I hope I've made you happy too. Maybe you'll scoff when you read this and wonder whether it's about you or not. Well it is. I hope you don't forget me either. Where ever your life takes you, I hope you remember me. And I hope you'll smile. You're so pretty when you smile. I'll miss you. I can't imagine how my life would be now if it wasn't for you. Maybe someday after our diverging paths have spanned out, they'll merge somewhere along the way and we'll meet again. And I could write for the rest of my life things I want to say to you now, but I'm not going to. For now, I'll just keep going. This isn't goodbye, no matter what you think. I won't say goodbye till the very end. I promise.

With love, 
a friend.