Friday, March 1, 2013

SONNET III

All pleasant, all seemed alive
Nothing seemed to be inert
All life just seemed to thrive
Flowers filled this arid desert

Nights seemed brighter than days
Days seemed cooler than nights
Hope seemed to cut through haze
My dark heart seemed full of light

Love made me believe it all
All seemed likely and plausible
In those bright moments, friend
Even reaching you seemed possible

In my face now reality screams…
How impossible it all seems!




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