Sonnet:1-Moments With Thee

Was Deserted In The Island Of Errors
As You Signed My Memories With Blood,
Salty Tears Of Winter Beckoned Terrors,
But I Was Aloof Of The Impending Flood.

Drenched My Soul With Piercing Glances
As I Gathered The Strewn Petals Of Rose,
Realized! Mere Shunning, Too Enhances,
Deadly Hymns, My Violin Can’t Compose.

Now Playing A Jester, In the Circus Of Life
Cursed To Exist With Just A Single Emotion,
Never Ever Tried To Settle Down The Strife,
Where Identity Is My Ego’s Gifted Demotion.

Still Cherishing Those Moments With Thee
Now The Only Buoyancy, Now The Only Lee...


This is in response to IBL 2013. My entry under Poetry 2: Sonnet. (http://www.writeupcafe.com/central). This is a Shakespearean sonnet following the rhyme scheme ABAB CDCD EFEF GG