Do I love you? Oh Yeah – in many ways.
I love you infinity plus one times
Greater than you reckon it’s possible
And to the total end of everything.
I love you so much, that I cannot say
If I need you more by day or deep night.
I love you because I can feel it’s right.
I love you deeper than a priest loves God.
I love the way you ignite my passion
And give me strength to halt my childhood fears.
I love you with a love I thought I’d lost,
When my faith in humanity I tossed
Beneath the rails of this blind juggernaut
That will end my life – not my love for you.
(Inspired by Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s “Sonnet 43”)
My First attempt at a Shakespearean Sonnet:
How do I hate thee, is there need to say,
or do my actions speak as one contrite?
If so my dear, stand in the light of day
and see my heart is truly black as night.
Our future, we once took care to handle –
an embryonic shell that carried life.
It promised by the light of a candle,
that we were meant to give this soul its breath.
But you my dear have chosen to be deaf.
So it is left for me to salvage growth
From beneath the wall, where soldiers take leave
to put things back together; not to loath.
So with my small army, of closest friends,
I’ll make a life – who needs your failed amends.
Poetry is my aeroplane 