Treasure Island

Reyvrex Questor Reyes


Love Sonnet 131: 'Sadness......recall of lost love often brings'


Sadness......recall of lost love often brings,
With bridge to Heaven shattered down and gone,
When healing wounds open to added stings,
Or subjected to some, if once there's none;
An hermitage is sprung by heart distraught,
Secured from intrusions of ears and eyes,
Or else, seclusion would all come to naught,
So best that every passion left now dies;
But flaming love, once it breaks free, survives,
Yet burning out with cognizance denied,
But from the ashes, Phoenix-like revives;
And past torments with newer joys belied;
......Love brims as new, the second time around,
......After its loss and afterwards was found.

Submitted: Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 20, 2013

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