Love's Greatest Costs Are Pangs of Deepest Remorse

Love's Greatest Costs Are Pangs Of Deepest Remorse

Life is not all love, sweet fun and joyous games
nor pure enjoyment seeing dawn's early rise.
Sometimes it may be our deeds revealed that shames
and cost us dearly, our heart's most precious prize.

Lost love is fast fleeing and elusive beast,
armed with sharp daggers and even deeper lies.
If returned, offers us a sumptuous feast,
of rarest delights and reclaimed cherry pies.

Ah, but to recover bright golden treasures,
one often endures hard blows and sharper cuts.
Sacrifices offered in painful measures,
one may win the prize but others think us nuts!

Love's greatest costs are pangs of deepest remorse.
Which avoiding, would mean no loving of course!

Robert J. Lindley, 2-08-2016

Form: Sonnet in 11 syllable verses(RJL 11).

Syllables Per Line:	
11 11 11 11 11 11 11 11 11 11 11 11 11 11
Total # Syllables:	154
Total # Lines:	14 (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:	
Total # Words:	111
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February 12, 2016 at 10:37 PM
Love (if it's true) is never easy. The light shines brighter when compared to the shadows, and made is the more beautiful by contrast. Though not overtly familiar with Shakespeare, there's a flow to this that is reminiscent of the old-English rhythm and flow...
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February 11, 2016 at 4:27 AM
Love certainly does take its toll and can be a beast if lost. Great sonnet, Robert.
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