Eternal Masquerade (Sonnet)


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Within the dusk-dust played a symphony
Singing for the beauty left on this earth
It was a thought fooled by eternity
When the rich and the poor pled rebirth

Notes of misery drowned in the oceans
Words of love, faith and hope; it was a war
You ignite a fire of dead emotions
Retaliating upon what you abhor

Words were ashore, with what your ships brought
Deformed, worse than soldiers after defeat
Revival wouldn't give you what you sought
Your feelings will always be incomplete

So for anguish, sing your first serenade
To live, wear your eternal masquerade


Written 10th of August, 1:49 a.m.

I had this strong urge to write a Sonnet, this is the very first Sonnet I ever write. An English Sonnet with 10 syllables count for each line, and a rhyme scheme of abab cdcd efef gg

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