Feuillemort
Feuillemort
For you're the one who makes me spring and grow
In a beautiful vernal equinox
When winter came, said thee "I have to go"
In almost nirvana, thee became flux
As seasons changed, I waited in pure vain
Retrouvaille someday, in cockaigne of ours
Overmorrow, season of growth again
O God, asking to reconnect lost stars
Growth and beauty have passed in a half week
I'm now a shade darker, color no more
Yes, the days have made me totally meek
Bring me back to the days with her afore
Regain, rebirth, relive me for I cry
Ne'er feuillemort, but when green was I.
COMPOSED OF: 3 QUATRAINS AND A RHYMING COUPLET
FORM: SHAKESPEAREAN SONNET (also known as ELIZABETHAN SONNET)
NUMBER OF LINES: 14
SYLLABLES COUNT: 10
PATTERN: ABAB CDCD EFEF GG
Copyright © Hansteven Selfa | Year Posted 2015
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