It was a night of no mercy
There wasn’t a ray of light left
In that darkness happened a theft
Like the ship stranded in the black Sea
Quick to notice the beacon, I see
your little hands so deft
Leaving in my chest a cleft
In my mind, an odd peace, free from any controversy
Night drowned in your bright light
For that loss, I cried in joy
You took my heart leaving me empty
In that blinding flash, I witnessed the true beauty
Was this all your ploy?
You run into darkness, lefty, righty
© Jeren Nazuto – All rights reserved.
The Petrarchan sonnet, perfected by the Italian poet Petrarch, divides the 14 lines into two sections: an eight-line stanza (octave) rhyming ABBAABBA, and a six-line stanza (sestet) rhyming CDCDCD or CDEEDE.
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