Greetings! This is the Sonnet format section of the website. Each sonnet is divided into a class of tone, whether it is positive in nature, neutral, or negative. Each one has a certain purpose or message, and I must advise that you look at each with an open mind. To judge my character or personality solely on ANY of these or even ALL of them is to be very narrow minded and bluntly, stupid. Please enjoy my work, and otherwise have a good day, thanks!

~ Vin. 

Positive

Gaze

Transcend the binding of physical lies,
Bring yourself upon the mantle of love,
Dare to venture across the mysteries,
Gaze into the eyes of your precious dove, 

When star-crossed lovers lock divinity,
Their sweet connection of binding embrace,
How might such courage find serenity,
Perhaps through personally claimed grace, 

While bound in reverence of their merit,
Two lovers enchanted by each-other’s touch,
Not simply with their sheltered spirit,
But connected by an eternal clutch, 

Release your vision into the soul’s gate,
Take yourself into life’s deepest intimate.

 
Infinite

Dreaming of a realm everlasting,
Held in wonder of own imagination,
‘Tis a lush idea worth encouraging,
Regardless if it’s a false sensation, 

People have convinced themselves of various things,
Even if many before hath contradicted,
The beauty divine is something that quietly sings,
Rejoice in song before it is convicted, 

As a society our flaws run unbroken,
Our narrow thinking jeopardizes possible immortality,
This will remain as such until we enlighten,
A remarkable effort needed to break our immorality, 

We must band in unison in order to transcend,
Or suffer great consequence in the final end.

 
Valentine

Dawn of admiration and love sublime,
Today serves as a warming reminder,
Of a chance taken in the best of time,
Deep hope for two to exist together, 

Regardless of time’s serendipity,
Life has such a way of teasing the soul,
So comes bliss in dreams made reality,
A world which to embrace the spirit whole, 

The boundaries of cruel time and space,
Both bitter and sweet to the star-crossed,
They are no match for truly claimed grace,
For nothing can break two hearts devoted, 

Lest there be no secret opposition,
This shall serve as hopeful premonition. 

Neutral

Eternally Bound

Two souls eternally bound,
Coldly divided by their distance,
Left waiting for answers kept unfound,
Still harshly hindered by nature’s resistance, 

Drawn together by an emotional link,
Even without their physical touch,
Getting closer every time they think,
Yet torn apart by each-other’s clutch, 

They act as a mirror upon stars colliding,
For they are fixed upon a cosmic demise,
Pulled together by their natural being,
Let their blazing inferno illuminate the skies, 

One day they will combine,
Their beginning and end will eternally shine.


Habitual Desires

They come and stay at their desire,
Making a routine of their host,
Becoming stronger than a blazing fire,
Cooking and burning like a volcanic coast, 

Flexible and hard to break at will,
Some are bad and others are worse,
Not all are harmful but some can kill,
The bold are blind to their corrupted course,

 Of whom which are bound so unwise,
Let us bow our head in thought of a savior,
Prevent yourself from such wretched demise,
For you there is hope for the prior,

 May arms hold out to you without cost,
There is great fear of what could be lost.


Cheaters Never Prosper

A sinful dismay of a passionate lust,
To fall with ruin a future of scorn,
Demolished in chaos and left to rust,
Made to burn in heartbroken mourn,

The greater of each then flourishes,
The lesser of each soon reminiscent,
An act of regrettable wishes,
A past left for their punishment,

Both united in deeds of misfortune,
Held accountable of much destruction,
Together forever united under the moon,
Forever hoping for redemption,

One life to live and soul to defend,
Who knows how it will end.

Negative

Inevitable

Beholden unto that of your dear anticipation,
Keep in memory those who bring joy and laughter,
Prepare for a world of new obligation,
Acknowledge the reality and expectation of broken future, 

There will be a moment of great change,
A conflagration will rest sleepily upon the Earth,
It is an inevitability drawing closer into range,
This has been planned much prior to your birth, 

Tragedy will rise when it all comes crashing down,
Many great minds have coordinated this destruction,
There is only one option other than drown,
For we must wait and brace for personal execution, 

Stand fast and hold tight to your deepest tears,
Stay strong and expect the sum of all fears.

Confliction

It is here in which great men are born,
A realm in which those men live and die,
Attributing great love or interminable scorn,
This living illusion is both truth and lie, 

Find peace – we do not in such circumstance,
Such revelation is torture upon the mind and heart,
Why must there be such consequence,
Has it been hopeless from the very start, 

Does the supernatural find this enjoyable,
Perhaps bliss is found within self-mortality,
Or is such a choice truly regrettable,
As to say, what good is this reality, 

What good is life that goes into question,
Sometimes it is thought to welcome condemnation.

Hopeless

Do not pursue those who seek not in return,
Their choice has been made of another of preference,
Such agony it must bring – such spurn,
Yet some insist it was simply unhappy chance, 

Fall not for the ignorance of the hopeful,
A fool be made of such persistence,
Betrayed one’s own trust of which was once plentiful,
Left to rot within a mental convergence, 

Be gone – foul reality of misfortune,
You have proven yourself truly real,
What can be done to suspend your tune,
Perhaps stare into space and get lost in the surreal, 

Why should any resist this defeat,
This old dog knows when he has been beat.

Deathwish

Violent fury of which Hell hath not,
Enraged with the forces of death,
I hope to God your soul may rot,
For sure I promise you your last breath, 

My blade will meet your neck,
Your foolishness shall end your lies,
It's my turn to keep justice in check,
I will savor each of your cries, 

Be slain by my anger,
Fall down before my rage,
I warn you I won't falter,
Welcome to your very last page, 

From here on out live in dread,
This crypt is to be painted red.

(Dedicated to abusive parents. Fortunately I have had loving parents, but have known of far too many to the contrary.) 



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