Love Sonnet 228

Love Sonnet 228 sonnet poems

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Most flowery words are designed to gyp,
Know that I shun such manner of discourse,
My speech proceeds in truth without a slip,
With words untainted, coming from the source;

My love is as the sea that rides so high,
Unfathomed depths, which scour the beds below,
Its waves incessant, though my dreams may dry,
The word goodbye, it never wants to know;

When it comes down to things my love could give,
The world is pittance that for you I’ll spend,
My life, your stipend as long as I live,
And all the fringes will to you extend;

. . . . But these seem modest with the gems you’ve brought,
. . . . In you is found all that the world has naught.

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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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Preeti
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Ah! Such beautiful, undying love thoughts in the poem…Good to read:)

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