Original Lit · Writing

Sonnet

The following is my first ever sonnet, written for my English 9HP class:

If you stand about and dare look yonder

Into the overwhelming, daunting sky

You may stay little longer to ponder

For will it truly matter when I die?

 

As the universe goes on endlessly

Farther away the more little we are,

A small blue dot nearly too small to see

What will matter when there are only stars?

 

So what does it matter what I do now?

Why do I sit at a desk all day long

When what I want is there if I’d allow

Myself to go where I do so belong.

 

Why shall I need to fill myself with stress;

Weight of a world been lifted off my chest.

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