The Weight of Ages: Modern Sonnets - страница 5

These siren songs that whisper of oneself,

And promise joys that quickly fade and die.

We chase the shadows dancing in the light,

Ignoring whispers of a deeper need,

Mistaking glitter for the truest sight,

And planting selfishness as virtue's seed.

How often do we strive for things that seem

Essential to a life of worth and grace,

Only to find, upon a waking dream,

An emptiness that time cannot erase?

Let wisdom guide, and let the heart take heed,

Lest hollow goals plant sorrow's bitter seed.

Within the bounds of self-imposed command,

A strength is forged, a quiet power grows.

No fleeting whim dictates the busy hand,

But purpose clear, which steadily bestows.

The siren call of ease, it holds at bay,

Resisting comfort's soft and tempting snare.

Though weariness may linger on the way,

The disciplined heart finds solace in its care.

For, in the striving, virtue takes its root,

And aspirations blossom into deed.

The sweetest fruit is born of this pursuit,

A harvest reaped from planting well the seed.

So, bind yourself, and let your spirit soar,

Discipline's gift endures forevermore.

A bitter seed, in darkness it takes root,

A creeping vine that chokes the fertile ground,

It twists the heart and poisons all the fruit

That love and kindness once had freely crowned.

A burning fire, it feeds on bitter lies,

And blinds the soul to beauty and to grace,

Reflecting only shadows in its eyes,

A desolate and unforgiving place.

It builds its walls with anger and with pain,

And shuts itself away from light and truth,

A prisoner bound by its own heavy chain,

Forever lost in unforgiving youth.

So, let compassion wash the hate away,

And greet the dawn of brighter, kinder days.

My brightest star, my solace and my friend,

Your love, a beacon, shines throughout my days.

Through weary hours, your strength will never end,

A gentle hand that guides me through life's maze.

Your wisdom whispers, soft and ever true,

And in your smile, a warmth I always find.

For, all the care you've given, tried, and new,

A grateful heart, a love that's intertwined.

No words can capture how much you are worth,

A precious gem, a treasure I hold near.

From my first breath to now, till final earth,

My love for you, eternally is clear.

So, thank you, Mum, for all you've given me,