Sundry Notes

Sundry Notes

I
Die my love and my hope decay,
Let my pupils of vision stray,
Till I’m ripe to pick love’s way.
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II
Love is no more
Lust is the mud
In which youth fall
And rise and fall.
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III
Love seems to be
But tis not she
What your heart reap
Is but love’s grief.
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IV
In search of sense, they lose their common sense,
And turned resolvers at their own defence.
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V
Generous critics fans the poet’s fire,
But stingy ones pierce his muse with dagger.
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VI
Love does gives her own,
Lust don’t: gives a loan.
Be sure, both do give,
But one can’t leave his.
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VII
Lust gives love to love,
While lust's effort, love loves.
But lust lost her own love,
When loves' love was lust.
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VIII
Love gave lust to lust,
For lust lost love’s lust.
But love’s love worn lust:
Love’s love lost lust's love.

IX
Joshaic Quatrain
Note: this is my own form of quatrain. It has internal and external rhymes ( Internal : aa bb… External: -counts backway – zz yy. With syllable timed(meter) 4 feet for first couplet, 3 feet for last couplet. Patronize it.

Life is like strife
Strife is like life.
Both being twin,
Vote between.
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X
Let us conclude
Next to include
Shall we give
To Beehive?
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XI
The hay tip-toed,
Leapt, killed the foe.
The foe, leapt, wakes,
Killed the hay.
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XII
Do not be afraid of a whore,
Ill-tempered, in character poor.
But a lady who pretence wore.
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