sonnets from the end of the world - fado-

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by Gombo, May 3, 2007.

  1. Gombo

    Gombo Member

    I long for those rainy days
    under the blankets
    the curtains closed tight
    pretending the sun

    I remeber those crazy journeys
    whithout maps or ends
    to see beyond the last hill
    if the road comes to her death

    I long for those evenings
    of stupid rages and broken dishes
    of short flights and sudden returns
    and making peace till light

    I remember those chilly mornings
    the clouds of our breaths
    blinding the mirror
    as we admired our love

    There is nothing I regret
    Nothing I want to forget
    Those are our treasures
    for all who loved our love
    our legacy-
     
  2. Miss_Beatle

    Miss_Beatle Beatlemaniac

    Good Job!! :) I like it!
     
  3. love this one but uhmmmmmm it's not really a sonnet
     

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