The Cruel Fate (A Shakespearean Sonnet)

Drenched in the rain that won't cleanse my soul, Within the heart, restless passions arise. The storm subsides; what's left is a hole. Give up everything, for you, is it wise? A world that laughs and scoffs at poetry, Accusing love's magic as wizardry. Written in stars, by Gods, is destiny. Purified by our youth and chastity, In my own shelter I find belonging. A true heart's desire I could not sense. Sweet and pure like a song to be singing, Feelings I hide are thoughts I have misplaced. Once again, lost memories come to life, Tormented to be in my grief and strife. © 2004 - Pres Hello-Poetry.com - All Rights Reserved

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Published: Jun 30, 2019
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Notes: I'm a student and always improving on my writing! Feel free to leave comments :) My entry to the Shakespearean Sonnet Poetry Contest.
https://www.wcv.k12.ia.us/vimages/shared/vnews/stories/57a0efd8c97d6/SONNET%20Notes.pdf
There are fourteen lines in a Shakespearean sonnet. The first twelve lines are divided into
three quatrains with four lines each. In the three quatrains the poet establishes a theme or
problem and then resolves it in the final two lines, called the couplet. The rhyme scheme of the
quatrains is abab cdcd efef. The couplet has the rhyme scheme gg. This sonnet structure is
commonly called the English sonnet or the Shakespearean sonnet, to distinguish it from the
Italian Petrarchan sonnet form which has two parts: a rhyming octave (abbaabba) and a
rhyming sestet (cdcdcd).
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