Lost Italian Sonnet Poems

Spent too much time mourning dead dreams of mine, 
Look you in the eye with my wistful stare. 
Withdrawn for so long, you won't find...

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Remembering your silken skin - oh Rose
Which brought me to rattling knees
My heart, springs a steady bleed
Where you've wandered no one knows
Like you became a...

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Old age can be a lonely time for some,
friends become acquaintances, then slip away.
Lifelong achievements bolster your resume,
but as inks fade, memoirs seem so humdrum.
And...

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A thought to think
As u fight 
To breath
No demons like 
Reality
In which u seek 
At your feet
Battler warriors
A priceless soldier
A worldly romancer 
On earths tiny...

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Under her magic, honeyed words poured forth
filling his fervent verse with rhyme and wit
for suitors to woo and doxies commit
to carnal indulgence and thus henceforth
as...

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Three long years since my love has gone away
And I have settled into a life of lonely self-ease,
Seeing no regrets or sorrows I need to...

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Lost among the dense pine trees
an eerie mist consumes the night,
and hides my path from Luna’s light
as air is thick without a breeze.

I feel an...

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I’m not yours, I do not belong to you
I can not be found as I am not lost
Even though our stars are destined to cross
Our...

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The pain within that pierces deep
is like the prick of rose’s thorn
and leaves my meager mind to mourn
while yearning for eternal sleep.
These tristful tears from...

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Can you believe that I am not afraid
when sentiments are none but what is feared.
For Christmas presents wrapped have still appeared,
and all the debt life...

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If gifts were hung like tempting ripened fruit,
forbidden to but one the tree would share;
what turmoil would possess my thoughts to bear
when tossed in sweet...

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The stings, that disappointment brings, are deep,
When one’s believed in Love, and seen Love fail.
So often, on-track lives go off the rail,
And so, the Soul...

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How deep the stings that make men mistrust Love,
And women fly from comforts that Love brings,
And deeper is the poison in poisoned rings
That longing hearts...

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In my bedroom the three of us all high:
her, her, and I: pass methamphetamine
in circle, her to her to I, our lean
mannequin forms pressed hand...

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For God and country, swaying toe to line.
Like whispers lost upon a mighty wind.
A cadence echoes; “soldiers ‘til the end.”
Why bestow our youth upon the...

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