Ronberge (anno secundo) - sonnet Was There No Truth to Your Beauty? a poem about beauty beauty beaut
Was there no truth to your beauty? <br />What of the lies your beauty told me? <br />Was your beauty all that there was to see? <br />Did I not make your beauty part of me? <br /> <br />Your beauty that shone like a beacon in a crowd! <br />Your beauty that veiled my senses in a shroud! <br />Your beauty, which deterred seeing your person? <br />Was your beauty not more… a gilded prison? <br /> <br />But time unyielding holds your beauty as hostage, <br />It acts on your beauty, displaying its ravage. <br />Your beauty so idly fears that it may lose its face. <br />Each passing year sends your beauty to its resting place. <br /> <br />Should you once beg of age to have mercy on your beauty, <br />Just recall what little mercy your beauty had on me.<br /><br />Ronberge (anno secundo)<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem..../sonnet-was-there-no
