Nycthemeron of banquet and chat
Gala of songs, spree in a tit for tat
12 days of running water overmorrow
Floating trams and toys in yellow...
Something's been missing much to my sorrow
“Overmorrow” means the day after tomorrow
Can now pass on in peace
My cravings now cease
In my lust for learning, I no longer need wallow
The breeze, I wish
To bring the promises
Of to come the days
Of Tomorrow and Overmorrow
Everlasting hope
From within pieces
The wind, bring more it shall
More to be put in place
Of those to be missing
Missing me, missing you
The wind, find us it shall
Continues to beat
Yet never the same
And the days to come, never came
The wind failed me again
But still, here I sit
And the breeze, I wish
To bring the promises
Of the days to come
When Tomorrow and Overmorrow
Make their way
Something's been missing much to my sorrow
“Overmorrow” means the day after tomorrow
Can now pass on in peace
My cravings now cease
In my lust for learning, I no longer need wallow
Feuillemort
For you're the one who makes me spring and grow
In a beautiful vernal equinox
When winter came, said thee "I have to go"
In almost nirvana, thee became flux
As seasons changed, I waited in pure vain
Retrouvaille someday, in cockaigne of ours
Overmorrow, season of growth again
O God, asking to reconnect lost stars
Growth and beauty have passed in a half week
I'm now a shade darker, color no more
Yes, the days have made me totally meek
Bring me back to the days with her afore
Regain, rebirth, relive me for I cry
Ne'er feuillemort, but when green was I.
COMPOSED OF: 3 QUATRAINS AND A RHYMING COUPLET
FORM: SHAKESPEAREAN SONNET (also known as ELIZABETHAN SONNET)
NUMBER OF LINES: 14
SYLLABLES COUNT: 10
PATTERN: ABAB CDCD EFEF GG
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