Sonnet XXI
Channel: Arka Basu
Date: 2013-03-12

Sonnet 21 from my sequence of sonnets, written by me, read out by my friend and fellow poet, Siryan Christopher Koehler. 

Sonnet 21

Who can bemoan these barren, bitter days
When he who loved, once spoke and heard her vows
Which were but words upon which passion preys
Until the breast from a dream does arouse.
And tacit, tamed truth sends forth honest odds,
Still he uncovers that twinge trickle spring,
She still does worship her twice fallen Gods 
To find tonic herbs in winged Cupid's sting.
How trite, how vain my leige it is to keep
High pearls of eyes bereft the sheen of cheer
In dungeons deep, or thorny towers steep
On lambent clouds that rove the drifting sphere? 
For rue remembers joys, charms, bonds of air
And forgets years of mirth once lay elsewhere. 
    
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