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Sonnet # 18

Luis A. Estable 1958 (Oriente, Cuba)

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What has my destiny so cruelly done?
Why I so badly treated by this time?
Should I suppose for me there is no fun?
And that my life to live an ever climb.
If I seek her, no rosy price but death.
But then, not her; yes, hell is paradise.
All over me her name: Elizabeth.
I mean, why do I have to agonize?
If human I am, why, earth, with races this?
I know one thing, blood everywhere is red.
It's true, I wish the serpent with her hiss
Could make us see we all some blemish spread.
            Yes, eyes! The way you justice do is sadness!
            I've cried so much my pain I am so tearless.
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Submitted by luisestable1 on April 14, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme ABABCDEFGHGHID
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 595
Words 130
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 14
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Luis A. Estable

Luis A. Estable, poet for more than twenty years. Single, no children; originally from Cuba. Writes poems in several styles: sonnets, songs, haikus, children's verses, free style verse and more. Has published three books of poetry: " Eighty-Three Sonnets, Book One," Religious, Thirty Sonnets," "My Mind Simply Saying. All of them available on Amazon books. Has degrees from SFCC and EWU. Lives in Spokane, WA. Thinks that poetry is the most compact and beautiful expression known to man, and that a poem never reaches perfection; the work goes one and this is a good advice to keep, especially for young poets. more…

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