Sonnet 06

Sonnet 06

Forty-four years old, old like a mountain
The ripen Spring left the poet behind
Being a string of jade in my garden
Leaving a lonely soul to help my mind

Which ship returns to the past and childhood
When I was naked to bathe in the rain
Autumn leaves did not hold a young man mood
Love bowl soaked in brain, whitish hair in pain

Then, the time was the dog barking loudly
Don’t close your nice dreamy eyes with scandal!
The sad burden of top life, it’s dreamy
Flying around was also a mortal

Listen to the high-pitched sound of guitar
Missing the street and coffee in a bar.