Sonnet 145
Laijon Liu 20160709
O, the lips of love make you suffer?
Well, feel the pain buddy, enjoy it
They say this is not done by you
But the feeling is very real, so own it
Mercy don’t make you cry with quill
But her grilling words do motivate you
Chiding is part of love, remember Helen and Paris?
And the doom part draws more audience
Nobody likes a good happy ending
Classics always outsell fairytales
We dig dirts, gossips, and lingering bitterness
That’s how we feel we are alive.
Broken heart is perfect shape of love poem
Like a love letter written by someone unknown
