Folayemi Akande

Freshman - 729 Points (02-12)

Sonnet Vi: Thine Fair Love, Thine Pride - Poem by Folayemi Akande

I indite this missive to prove that thine intentions
Are of graver labour into lust of your contentions
And thine world remains bereft of breath ever thence
Since denounced thee of thy conjugal consent
I have strived under the scorching eye of the sky
And beneath the gorgeously low moon have I so tense
To linger earnestly thine hopes where high

You do no worst my dear, despite my wrong
For this shall i cast your beautiful antique into thine mind
In thy fair love's beauty treads every glow
But the fairy secrets i do not know
That stars fall in thy eyes in multi throng
And men claim thee of poor earth's pride
In this league of adulation, my dear, I do long.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 28, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 5, 2013

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