Hello There Poet Italian Sonnet

Unending Grace

I wonder at what lesson had been taught 
abandoning the gift I treasured most...
in every dream conceived, you held me close.
Yet, now, each tear I cry seems all for naught - 
mere remnants, never noticed, shared, nor caught,
nor tasted, but transported creek to coast; 
reminding me that Love was just a ghost. 
With one small hint of Heaven, hell is fraught. 

Fear lies in wait, anticipating dreams; 
then, shreds them bit by bit as each ascends. 
But, just afore, allows one great embrace, 
ensuring well-earned praise for crafty schemes, 
as well as doubt, discouraging amends.
Once vital dreams now garnished in disgrace...
 


*Original ending line: "To its surprise, survives unending Grace!"
**With new last line, title change to "fear's disgrace".

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Sandra Adams September 27, 2019 at 8:29 PM such a poignant write, almost hauntingly so...love was just a ghost, one small hint of heaven hell is fraught...powerful lines, well penned sonnet! Love this one! :) hugs Hello There September 27, 2019 at 8:48 PM Thank you so much ~ I'm thrilled you enjoyed this <3 hugs

Chris Green September 27, 2019 at 7:05 AM Another beautifully crafted poem that fuels thoughts and once again shows the level of talent you possess. Kind of sad and lonely feeling, those memories we hold on to that are only known to ourselves. Wondering what lesson, if any, had been taught . Hello There September 27, 2019 at 8:31 AM Exactly ~ There have been so many different poetic moods posted recently on this site, I thought I'd post this for something different ~ Thank you for your always kind words :)

Vijay Pandit September 27, 2019 at 6:46 AM WOW! This is really emotive and so well written, HT..so many great lines like:With one small hint of Heaven, hell is fraught..and..Fear lies in wait, anticipating dreams, then shreds them bit by bit as each ascends. I am saving this poem in my FAVE poems. Hello There September 27, 2019 at 8:28 AM Thank you so much, Vijay ~ an honor, my friend :)