The first month of 2013 went fast. Or should I say that I didn’t have much time. Life still goes on.
While packing my personal stuff, I discovered in a small notebook some poems. I probably wrote those poems when I was in love or brokenhearted. It’s so high school material. But I kept them. I have an own diary in which I write the poems or notes when I want to express something. So my ‘newly discovered’ poems are now in my personal diary.
While going trough the diaries, I read my poems again. I think I started writing these poems when I’s in the 2nd year of high school. But I’ve never been that artistic with words. No rhymes for me. Bad at it. But, I let the pen go when my heart is filled with emotions.
Because the diary is now in the box, I can’t share one of my poems today. But I am going to share a love poem which is close to my heart. Btw, it’s a Shakespearean Love Sonnet:
O Mistress mine
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?
O, stay and hear; your true love’s coming,
That can sing both high and low:
Trip no further, pretty sweeting;
Journeys end in lovers meeting,
Every wise man’s son doth know.
What is love? ‘Tis not hereafter;
Present mirth hath present laughter;
What’s to come is still unsure:
In delay there lies not plenty;
Then, come kiss me, sweet and twenty,
Youth’s a stuff will not endure.