The Sun (A Sonnet)

My heart throbs as it never had before,
Ever since you waled right out of the door.
There’s this huge gaping hole inside my heart,
Ever since you tore both of us apart.
And all the days that I shall face alone,
I’ll live these days with a heart turned to stone.

My soul’s restless searching for only you;
After you, my dreams have never come true.
My mind is traveling a lonely space,
So much to wander but no friendly face
And all these nights that leave me feeling cold,
Without your love, without your hand to hold.

Where are you? I have searched for you, lost one.
Come back to me, and bring back in the sun.

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I am very honored to be an awardee again for the Perfect Poet Award. Lord knows how much prestige it gives one poet. We all do our best to write the best and most thought-provoking or emotional poems we can ever come up with. We do this every week. We scour the blogging community to show our support to the other poets who go through the same process of creating a poem.

I have always loved poetry. I know that this is where I fit right in. I want to thank Jingle for the constant support that she has shown to all the poets. I also want to congratulate all the participants for a job well done. I want to pass my award on to William. His dedication to poetry is inspiring. Someday, I wish to accomplish the same things as he has now. *wink*

Shakespearean

Since I am, again, a part of Thursday Poet’s Rally, I came up with this sonnet. This is supposed to be a Shakespearean type of poetry, so I’m including it in my poetry project as well. I’m not sure if I got the poetry right. But I hope you still enjoy this. 🙂 This poem is called “The Writer” because I ran out of titles. I couldn’t think of a good title. I can entertain suggestions, though. 🙂

The Writer

To know you is to love you more dearly.
I long to see you and have you near me.
With you by my side I see more clearly;
In love with you is all I’d want to be.

And when the days go by, I think of you-
Your smile, your touch, your laughter and your kiss.
I keep imagining; that’s all I do.
Everything about you, I really miss.

I pray the day we meet shall come again,
But till that day comes, I’ll have loneliness.
Thinking about you every now and then,
Without you my world is full of blankness.

All of these words for you I’d gladly write,
Till the day you’re no longer out of sight.

Sharing This Poem

Today I shall be busy with training for the iConnect stuff. All ACE Coaches are required to get certified with the new Tool we will be using soon. I won’t be able to write really amazing stuff today, so let me share this poem instead to everybody who gets to stumble upon my humble little blog.

Ever since I was a child, I have always loved this poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning. This is so simple, yet it really shows a very intense feeling of love. Here it is:

How Do I Love Thee

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! — and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.