Love Sonnet 82

Love Sonnet 82 sonnet poems

A time to hear, a time to call above,
A time for modesty, a time for fame,
A time for anger, or a time for love,
And time for love was that day when you came;
Assigned to each, a time, its very own,
When to rejoice, or next to be bereft,
While thrown sky high, all but to tumble down,
What woe, what grief, that was the day you left;
But comes the time, to wipe the return track,
And wise it is to leave the burning bridge,
And cast all hopes of ever coming back,
To dale below upon reaching the ridge;
…..Though time, they say, proceeds at cyclic rate,
….. What is destined will always be as Fate.

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♪ ♫ Well, I guess, it could be said that if my knowledge and wisdom were converted to wealth, I may humbly say, in all honesty, that I am not a millionaire. But if out of my two cents, you would agree to accept one of it, then, I could proudly say, in all modesty, that I have done charity.♥
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Felix
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lovely!! I have experienced that everyone connects to a poem differently at different points and to me that point was this line And time for love was that day when you came; just loved it

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