
Sonnet 35 - The Dark Side of the Moon
Grief besieges thou actions… but let not:
For even the most beautiful rose has its thorn and most breathtaking waterfall’s end is mud;
Clouds block the radiance of sunshine and eclipses blacken the night’s most radiant moon,
And repugnant bug, worm and insect invade the sweetest flower and fruit.
Everyone makes mistakes; and I am no exception to the rule,
In pleading, professing and attempts to make it right and true,
I fail to desperate fault,
Seeking and searching forgiveness for sins past, present and indefinite;
Amiss you’re beauty and inappropriate transgression; I stand in unison -
Advocating alongside adversary -
Everything I ever thought true and right; I turn against and seek lawful plea:
My warring heart is torn apart by crippling love and hate for you
An accomplice to you in this pain
My heart cries in thought of you - in grief of your selfish unfaithfulness to love me alike.
~ j. marshon
adaptation of w. shakespeare sonnet 35
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