Daniel Beus Poet Sonnet

Sonnet 18-Ish

Shall I compare thee to a corpse decay?
Thou smell’st less putridly and more pleasant:
Foul winds escape th’orifices may
Of both thee ‘n’ it (though it’s more “fragrant”).

The eyes o’ th’dead are dull, while thine do shine,
And often is its cold complexion paled
(Be th’body fair or dark, it grays in time).
Thy heart does beat while th’othern’s failed.

From thy nocturnal slumber, thou sure shalt wake,
Thine age progression’ll on as thou grow’st;
But death shall cause the foetid corpse to take
A much more disintegral course, thou know’st:

So long as thou canst breathe and ‘live canst be,
Prefer shall I to corpse my time with thee.


Written on May 19, 2023 for the "Sonnet Poetry Contest" - sponsored by Sotto Poet

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