Sonnet - 135 Poem by Xavier Mandreza

Now to your Craft your Living Thoughts resume
Your Best Bud Mate polling your Hinders since
That be Beloved and Report your Doubts subsume
Renew the Honour of the Best-Loved Prince
That this Time be Real as your Heart permits
That Room an Animansity you Spin
To be as you are - your Best as Choice admits
By one's Selfless Hands redefines your Win
Not by Define by Strings entwined by Some
More so to Heed Blindly these Verser's Words
An Un-checkered Mind which cause Creed to Hone
Then engrave your Convicts un-peckered by Birds.
What Hope is there when the Dove perched on Leather
Embody such Trait bewinters this Feather?