Kurt Ravidas Poet Sonnet

The Fragrance

The dawn is fragrant with a ruby rose,
the sunset smells as somnolent as blue 
night violets... In fragrance they compose
its head and tail but heart belongs to you.

An intricate experimental prose
(not actually popular), a new
ambiguous poetry... These two compose
my blood and flesh but soul belongs to you.

An everlasting transience I chose,
a wanderlust, a hatred for a queue
and noisy neighbors... All of them compose
my worthless life but death belongs to you.

This weird sonnet came along due
to no longer I belong to you.

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Alkas Poetry May 19, 2019 at 5:08 AM I am really fond of sonnets and you Kurt you got it magically done, salute alkas Kurt Ravidas May 19, 2019 at 6:19 AM Muito obrigado, Alkas. É bom ouvir as palavras agradáveis de um poeta tão bom como você. Rays of respect)

Caren Krutsinger April 21, 2019 at 2:53 AM Beautifully done, Kurt. Bravo! Kurt Ravidas April 21, 2019 at 9:01 AM Thank you, Caren. Your bravo is worth a lot to me)

Robert Lindley April 19, 2019 at 11:58 AM Smell of Life seeks its own* were mists of sweet hope grown* waves of wisdom thus bound* majestic beauty found* under heart's high castle* and on truth's waiting bridge* seeds cast at heartbreak ridge* smell of Life seeks its own* Superb sonnet you have given birth to.. A fav.. Kurt Ravidas April 21, 2019 at 9:04 AM That's how it looks like when the comment is better than what it comments) Thank you, Robert.