My Sonnet
Engrave and etch the poignant thrill,
Note verse that come as fragments prime;
Ripe words now sketch a certain feel,
Indulge and sum where feelings rhymes;
Quest thoughts profound that fill the air,
Urge seeds the trace of lines and cues;
Echoes astound in kind affairs,
Zest warms the face with vibrant hues.
Stray cast reveal a fond appeal,
Oblige the verse in lines that live;
Notice fond fill that offers thrills,
Nice voice observe in poise words give;
Embrace the pain in hurts that run,
Touch love that rains in sanguine pun.
Leon Enriquez
09 May 2015
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2015
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