All English Sonnets
Ah! MAMA – II
This fact has made me countless tears shed,
And even if success has kissed my feet,
A potential existence I have led,
And always hankered after a retreat,
And lonely, lonely in this life I tread,
Devoid of ostentation and unkempt,
And happiness is missing in its stead.
Approval is available undreamt,
But mama is not here and it seems,
That dreams leave all remained merely dreams,
And from these shadows I have always fled,
And options unpermitted exercised,
And what is full of rancor, gory dread,
Is to my shouldering marrow daily fed.