Sonnet: Love, lost in time

This is the sonnet version of “Love, lost in time” (Petrarchan format). Man, this took a long time to construct 0_o I think I’ve really warmed up to sonnets though. I’m starting to use the rhythm in other normal poems too 😀

Please give feedback!

Love, Lost in Time

The tale of us has turned to just a scrawl;

And withered and decayed right to its core.

I want us back the way we were before;

But even that I can’t seem to recall.

Please tell me, what is love if this is all?

Of interest and charm there should be more.

Inertia turned excitement to a bore;

Adventure all but slowed down to a crawl.

I know something must give, this can’t go on;

But I’m afraid to do it on my own,

And I can’t just will us to grow sublime.

Nothing will change unless you move a pawn,

So maybe my courage has yet to grow;

Till then, our love is somewhere stuck in time.

Advertisements

My sonnet’s echo: Lost in Time

Maybe I’m watching too many romantic dramas, but the biggest source of inspiration I have now are hardships in relationships -.-. I was writing a sonnet this morning, and this is a more complex version of it I put together from all the brainstorming ideas and scraps I had written down; it feels like a much more complete poem than the sonnet, even if it doesn’t follow the criteria.

Love, lost in time

The tale of us, when read, might just appal

Because, somehow, it’s turned into a scrawl

We’ve withered and decayed right to our core

I want it back: the tale afore it tore

But now I can’t recall it anymore

…What was even there, back then, before?

Please tell me, what is love, if this is all?

Adventure all but slowed down to a crawl

Of interest and charm there should be more

Inertia turned excitement to a bore

What first was fun and new is now a chore

I want a change to open a new door.

Moreover, what are we, if this is it?

We did have some good days I must admit;

But always shadowed by a sense of drag.

The voice in my head just won’t stop to nag.

I keep thinking more love will somehow spawn

But something of nothing cannot be drawn

To tears and fights relationships are prone

But ours more than any you’d have known

And slowly on me it’s starting to dawn

That hope for us may be forever gone

Still I can’t get myself to just let go

Maybe it’s better off, but I won’t know

I know something must give, this can’t go on;

Nothing will change unless you move a pawn.

But I’m afraid to do it on my own;

My courage maybe isn’t yet full grown.

Yet I can’t just will us to turn sublime:

For now, our love is somewhere lost in time.

Another random poem: Temptation

This one is also sort of about relationships; meaning to express what it’s like if you keep convincing yourself that your partner/boyfriend/girlfriend is something that they are not, and then getting hurt or disappointed every time they prove to be different than what you wish. But, I suppose it could also be applied to other situations of deluding oneself.

Again, please give me feedback if you have any ideas for improvement 🙂

Image from: http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gUzdvfejUPA/TSGnErmYe6I/AAAAAAAAB_g/lizLGqw0bOE/s1600/temptation.jpg

Temptation

Temptation,

Like a sweet truffle-drizzled cream puff

So hard to resist,

So hard to remember

that you’re not really what you seem.

Delusion;

That’s what it really is

Imagining how sweet and nourishing you are

Because I want you to be,

And turn blind on what really is,

Yet reality will not comply.

Despair;

That’s what I will feel

If I keep fooling myself,

It hurts to let go of you

But it will hurt more to keep holding on.

Acceptance;

The consequences come

No matter what I make myself believe.

Effort and time won’t change

That there is discord

Between truth and desire.