Where he goes she follows still.
Quo vadis? This her way,
Though guidance lacks illumination,
Direction gone astray.
Dimly lit the forest path,
Crescent slits dark blue,
Myriad beacons lost in night,
Light years unfiltered through.
Stars above cannot conceive
Of empty hollow space.
Should she now lead where he may go?
Alternate human race.
Or side by side,
In step, in tune,
Night’s brightest moon
And daylight’s orb;
Day and night,
In perfect form.
When descends the tortuous night
And demons kneel to prey,
No blanketed enclosure
May keep such fiends at bay.
Tormented by the fearsome one,
Urges turn to need,
Horn’d spectres gather round in dark
To suppurate and feed
On souls of those whose black despair
Shrouds burdens into gloom.
Malevolence lurks in corners
Of even brightest room.
Bleak despondence, this the scourge,
That eats at wholesome flesh,
Annihilates hope, once professed,
Spirits to enmesh
With such as those who haunt the night
Or day, if eclipse persists.
Light within reveals the way.
Only this resists.
Second bash at a Shakespearean sonnet. I’ve found a new toy!
Dreamscapers coat my nightly fantasies,
Intruding into times and space by turns,
Eternal voyager in soul searches.
Where lie all mystic dreams when soul returns?
Fragments left in travel, exploration,
Discovered by another on that path.
Daytime forays minimal; frustration.
Where deposit freedom’s insurgent laugh?
Remembrances recur in new travail,
Exquisite recollections found before,
Excursions, cosmic passage, by and by
Cultivate creativeness sown in lore.
A sweeter buzz in honeyed dreamland’s hives;
Prescient future exposed, guiding lives.
Attempt at a Shakespearean sonnet.
Would rain cease to fall if our love ended?
Oceans and waterways parched into land?
Clear skies disclosed, cloudy days transcended,
Drought and aridity forced by fate’s hand?
Should sun bursts of loving, scattered and few,
Cast shadows on earth and thirst for all man,
Could we forgive any need to eschew,
Or safeguard future as best as we can?
Drenched in outpouring of heavenly storm
We gaze into blue and plead for release,
Monsoon’s donation absorbed without harm,
Entreaties to god to hear earnest pleas;
Tempests’ cascades to shower forever,
Flooding bank balance of deepest river.