
Though its not really in sonnet-formation here's my sonnet from Bennedick to Beatrice.
Through trickery if fell captive
Of a love i knew not of before.
For a maiden whose witful reaction
Threatened to put me through the floor.
Tis was her cunningness for which i fell
Her jocund i most adored.
A maiden whom can drive Satan out of hell
And wish a chap he never born.
But, my heart was hers before she asked.
A pawn in Cupid's hand twas i became.
I fell so quickly, like a maid at task,
Or a child too eager to join a game.
But tis she i worship like Elders at Stonehenge
My love forever hers, till the sands of time do end.
4 comments:
Wow, not bad.
What do you mean "sonnet formation"? And if it isn't in it, is it a sonnet?
Oh, but you forgot to answer the rest of the question.
u have wonderfully presented benedick love towards beatrice .nice sonnet !
ohh...wow.. u really put lots of effort on this.
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