May
24
2006
REST [Classical Shakespearean Sonnet Style in Iambic Pentameter]
Posted by: nowax in sonnetIn the quiet hours ‘neath the nighttime skies
Silently creeping underneath your mind -
Melancholy true, in its gentlest guise
Ultimate sadness takes our hearts to bind.
Fatigue from a whole days work takes its toll
As scenes through the years flash through your minds eye;
And as you heed the Sandman’s nocturne call,
Wondrin’ how many days before you die.
Tear stained cheeks which once had a rosy hue
Lips bloody from being bitten all day
Thoughts secretly wishing for hope anew
Into His prescence He takes you away
Lord and Saviour, God above - I give thanks to you,
For the peace you bring and the comfort too!
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