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All English Sonnets


My lips were parched with thirst, when I saw
A crystal watered river flowing fast.
I crawling went to it with heave and haw
My dried up soul—to its waters cast.

But nearing it, well- willed to sorrows drown,
I noticed on its surface ripples dance
And manifold its impish charm enhance.
To me but to look like irritated frown.

On my arrival peeved and disturbed,
I sat then on its bank’s though mortified
Deliberately all my cravings curbed
And on its banks thirsty thirsty died.

With open arms, the doors that don’t receive
I enter not- Oh! life , I take your leave.


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