Your beauty is like that of a flower.
Your beauty blooms and blooms infinitely.
Tidings of beauty from you do shower.
Your beauty will grow continuously.
This flower’s color burst like the sun’s light.
Your blossoms bloom of beautiful colors.
Your beauty can even be seen at night.
Your beauty grows in infinite numbers.
You blossom joyfulness and happiness.
You show compassion and intelligence.
Your kindness and helpfulness is boundless.
Your personality is excellence.
Your beauty and who you are is perfect.
You are everything being done correct.
I really thought that this was a good sonnet. You did everything you were supposed to do including the rhyming scheme. You should write more sonnets and publish them so I can read more of them
ReplyDeleteGeorge,
ReplyDeleteyou've compiled a very ornate sonnet. Sticking to the format while writing about something you feel compassionate about. You clearly used finesse while also being articulate. Just as the lengendary poets were, you have a glut of literary devices. It seems as if you spent years high up on a promontory which hovers over a village. Left alone to your thoughts, you had come up with this piece of art. Of course that's not the case, but your sonnet sure expells that.
Good job.