Live Or Die, You Couldn'T Do Both

Live Or Die, You Couldn't Do Both Upon that dark ground, life was bloody and blue all dark mists brought more than was due. Dusty storms, blew about with black hands of Fate lost as hurt seemed to escalate. Within hidden shrouds, nights ate sad, dying souls you cried within odd rhythmic rolls. Never again, never again, your sworn oath live or die, you couldn't do both. Crying for rest on that spirit-eating ground dancing along but with no sound. Whenever that rare day's gleaming sun did shine you grabbed it fierce, saying its mine. Greatest of dreams was life would find saving lights hope shown, banishing blackest nights. Robert J. Lindley, 11-13-2016 Sonnet form, Lin 11, 8 ... Poem Syllable Counter Results Syllables Per Line: 11 8 11 8 0 11 8 11 8 0 11 8 11 8 0 11 8 Total # Syllables: 133 Total # Lines: 17 (Including empty lines) Words with (syllables) counted programmatically: N/A Total # Words: 102