Gold so glitters than any gem that doth shine,
Effulgently than lanterns of night skies,
Dazzlingly than a moon kissed shoreline,
But nears not my seraph's opalscent eyes.
Yes, so fresh are the waters of the Nile,
With exuberance of a silken Moon,
But nears not my seraph's vivacious smile,
That tends to draw all that doth breath to swoon.
Yet I know: "Velvety is Heaven's chin,
Whose frickles bear such a novelty luster
But nears not my seraph's unblemished skin;
More fair than them in a wondrous cluster.
So true love is but a gem that doth shine,
With a luster that at one's soul doth twine.
©Kikodinho Alexandros
Jumeira, Dubai
6th February 2017
Feb 6, 2017
Feb 6, 2017 at 1:56 PM UTC
Gold so glitters than any gem that doth shine,
Effulgently than lanterns of night skies,
Dazzlingly than a moon kissed shoreline,
But nears not my seraph's opalscent eyes.
Yes, so fresh are the waters of the Nile,
With exuberance of a silken Moon,
But nears not my seraph's vivacious smile,
That tends to draw all that doth breath to swoon.
Yet I know: "Velvety is Heaven's chin,
Whose frickles bear such a novelty luster
But nears not my seraph's unblemished skin;
More fair than them in a wondrous cluster.
So true love is but a gem that doth shine,
With a luster that at one's soul doth twine.
©Kikodinho Alexandros
Jumeira, Dubai
6th February 2017
#Shakespearean #Decasyllabic #Seraph Of Mine
#Attempt at writing in iambic pentameter
Honestly, for this is my third attempt at a Shakespearean sonnet thus if there's need for emendation, I'll be more than glad to hear from thee.
Besides, please allow me take use of this golden happenstance to thank everyone out there who finds beauty in poetry of such an amateur Bard like me.
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