Is there any soul radiating more <br />Than of a youthful love long holding hands, <br />Vibrant love if not hearts, on unknown shore <br />Of sea that’s life, in search of newer lands? <br /> <br />Perhaps, the sight of old man and woman <br />Upon a shore, the tide waiting to die, <br />A lifetime of journey’s end is when nigh, <br />Happy to walk together as they can; <br />The hands are old and gnarled, yet clasping firm, <br />Faces wrinkl’d yet bright and radiant, <br />Hearts beating slow and pulse unsure, infirm, <br />North going still devotion’s gradient! <br /> A child’s love, as of youth, can often selfish be, <br /> Old love’s a river losing self, embracing sea. <br />______________________________________________________ <br />Another unusual sonnet, the first four lines, a <br />quatrain, ask a question; and then a Volta happens; <br />all the remaining ten lines seek an answer. The <br />ending couplet is a foot longer. <br />_______________________________________________________ <br />- Sonnets | 09.12.08 |<br /><br />Aniruddha Pathak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-s-last-flickering-flame/
