All English Sonnets
The reckless pain lies bruised in my heart.
It rises in a few sudden, startling spurts.
Unfeelingly it pierces like a dart.
O! pull it slowly, for it hurts, it hurts.
Your unkind words- inadvertently said;
Flow gurgling in my blood streams and they look,
So patient and what crooked paths they tread,
In veins, and blinded turn at every nook.
Pray, listen to what I have got to say,
We, hand in hand did come and hand in hand,
I pray to God, shall go; I always pray,
And so unfettered hand in hand we stand.
And if you want to leave me ,you can go,
With ease and just a formal parting bow.