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All English Sonnets


It always works like this, when friends I want,
In loneliness I roam, but I am not mobbed,
When slumber comes, they come to me. I can’t
Employ to salvage prestige. I am robbed

Of all ambition, will to live or die.
I wish to cease unnoticed in the eve,
Unwept. In languid slumber say goodbye
And in my gutless state, I, this conceive,

When hope was blooming red, the means I lacked.
Now, means I have but hope is blooming not.
This life is so ramshackle and ransacked,
It sure is devil’s ploy shameless plot.

This thought upon the brain is like a cyst
which ties my life in knots but I exist.


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