I would love to write the perfect sonnet,
each line having exactly five stressed beats,
so when pretentious old critics read it,
they'd admire me for performing such feats.
The rhyme pattern, of course, would be perfect,
my voice and tone would be engaging, too,
and those who read it would have to admit,
it was far better than they'd ever do.
But in the end I'd rather write something
if not quite perfect, still perfectly true,
......
Don’t seek perfection in a world of deception, a place of test for he and she. If God intended for man perfection, no mortal being will disagree.
For every time you feel rejection, only the truth will set you free. And when you tread in wrong direction, your path will lead to misery.
So be alarmed, request protection, from every evil in you and me. Extend your hand and attempt connection, don't hesitate to make a plea.
For every action that causes friction, will wear our bond and kill our glee.
tgv
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Don’t seek perfection in a world of deception, a place of test for he and she. If God intended for man perfection, no mortal being will disagree.
For every time you feel rejection, only the truth will set you free. And when you tread in wrong direction, your path will lead to misery.
So be alarmed, request protection, from every evil in you and me. Extend your hand and attempt connection, don't hesitate to make a plea.
For every action that causes friction, will wear our bond and kill our glee.
tgv
Continue reading
I would love to write the perfect sonnet,
each line having exactly five stressed beats,
so when pretentious old critics read it,
they'd admire me for performing such feats.
The rhyme pattern, of course, would be perfect,
my voice and tone would be engaging, too,
and those who read it would have to admit,
it was far better than they'd ever do.
But in the end I'd rather write something
if not quite perfect, still perfectly true,
......