Wednesday, September 28, 2022

Monday, September 26, 2022

thumbnail

Sonnet #Emotional love

 Under heaven's golden eye the bird flew,
My message to deliver Winterfell;
Hoping by chance the winter rule,
This letter replied b'fore this war accel:
'Winter is coming so death will be us,
Bring yourself to me so we kiss and weep;
Shall my sword fall it must be guiding us,
Body and soul we have turn'd to be this deep.'
A raven I sent and nothing returned;
She fell in trap maybe to a dragon's breath,
She kissed an arrow and maybe got purged;
But I wait hoping that wasn't her end;
If fire rain to divide I will be there,
Shall it rain to flooding I will swim there.


©pHIL-YZ II
# BeWiseNation™
# sonnet




    

About

Search This Blog

YZIITECH. Powered by Blogger.