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  117.     

Sonnet For The World

I want to write a sonnet for the world
I want it to make you feel warm and cold
one where you can whisper and still be heard
treat it like a child, it is born, and hold
it so it becomes yours and not just mine
speak it like a prophet and pass it down
it is not a man who has done a crime
nor should it be lost when at last its found
it should open doors, it should give your chance
to question all the things you do not know
it should be the answer for ignorance
taking you places that you want to go
it should be a sonnet to save us all
only I wait for my angel to call.
 
Daniel McCann

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  118.     

When the yellow sun starts to draw long lines

(after S. J. Pretorius)

When the yellow sun starts to draw long lines
just before it descends over the distant hillocks
the streets of the town is filled with cars
of the great mishmash driving home.
Suntanned with hats covering there heads
I see white car guards taking their belongings,
men who had lost their jobs, now with their world insane
walk with lowered heads with their faces grim
while some stretch their steps much longer.
They had a work at a time
but now are sun burnt with rough hands,
sometimes on welfare of the local church
with their eyes hidden by the edges of their hats
while they dream of a country where jobs are plentiful.

[Reference: "Sonnet - Uit Malvern" (Sonnet - Out of Malvern) by S. J. Pretorius ]
 
Gert Strydom

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  119.     

Cursed

Hearken my love and heed this letter well
For as you do the charm will surly last
Pow’rs that be have blessed my unholy spell
Unbreakable charm of magic I have cast

Devour each word and know that as you read
Thou shan’t forget the pow’r of written verse
Eternal soul and that which you must heed
I tell you this so you may know the curse

You drank the poison, it is now too late
For by reading these words, the cursed is you
Damned you are so relish your new born fate
Bask in eternal torment you ensue

For all who crossed me in this mortal life
Shall be afflicted with eternal strife


Author notes

English Sonnet

The volta changes at L9 where it is then too late for the reader. (unless you're my friend; hehe)

Sonnets are formal poems and consist of 14 lines (3 quatrains and a couplet) , traditionally written in iambic pentameter - that is, in lines ten syllables long, with accents falling on every second syllable.
source: shadowpoetry.com
 
Amera Andersen

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  120.     

The mirage

Man’s search for freedom finds few fruits for long,
Long as in deep fear of freedom he is,
When out of tune he sings liberty’s song,
For, freedom’s not bequeathed as heaven’s bliss;
Man may oft find cosy a prison wall,
As warm and safe feels loving heart’s bondage,
Comes freedom calling when a duty’s call,
Man’s conscience in conflict while in cage,
The seeker seems in no search for few more
Roses reared with thorns of old memory,
Nor yet oases at desert’s dry shore,
And oft too tall a task makes him weary.

All my search seeks today is a couplet,
To end my quest and rest snug with sonnet!
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- Sonnets, Tongue-in-cheek | 07.08.11 |
 
Aniruddha Pathak

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