Sonnet # 23

When the night's deep and its air's very cold.
And then more pain if such a night's full moon,
I think of those who have in love grown old.
And I in tears your name say with sad tune.
When a love song I hear, or wine I drink,
The liquid of your mouth gets to my mind.
The picture of your mouth comes to me pink.
My passion for your soul sees you so kind.
I'm wishing you when I know well, my dear,
That love cannot be bought with anything.
But in my heart I fail to make sure, clear
That for my male face your eyes do not sing.
         Dreams of you of truth I know are crazy.
         But let me dream! I am naïve, my Lady.

About this poem

This poem talks of the case, many times seen, that who loves is not always loved back, and though many have tried and many still do, love can't be bought, but there are those who try and try. In the case of the voice of this poem, he dreams, his sad consolation.

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Written on March 03, 2023

Submitted by luisestable1 on March 04, 2023

Modified on April 16, 2023

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Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 626
Words 142
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 14

Luis A Estable

Poet for more than twenty years; lives in Spokane, WA. Single and has no children. Writes poetry in several styles: sonnets, songs, haikus, children's verse, free style poetry and more. Has published three books of poems: Eighty-Three Sonnets, Book One," Religious, Thirty Sonnets," "My Mind Simply Saying." All of them available on Amazon books more…

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  • CorneighHoff
    I like to think poets are painters with words, trying to evoke images, pictures. Here's a good painter!
    LikeReply5 months ago
    • luisestable1
      I thank you for reading and for your good words. You made the poem worth writing.
      LikeReply5 months ago


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