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Sonnet
Rothya James
Girl, smother thyself with blankets of fear?
Ah! Thou shalt perish by weight; kept to bare.
Thou wilt die inside, slain by thineself dear;
denying thyself a world, a world’s care.
Look, what folly there is in taken heed
at every nice smile or a reaching hand.
While a stranger is just what thee may need
to break thy spell; such deserted lone land.
Quit thy fears! Cast them at careless wisp wind;
let them tumble and toss thy heartless thing.
Know that thee hast found in me a good friend,
that love may bend; as winter doth for spring.
Least of all, let thine have this fine new day
to spend in beauty’s charm; love falls that way.
© Rothya James Patterson
Poems
It take daring to love, Audacity when it's lost Fighting injustice makes you justified, ignoring injustice makes you unjust Men make circle in life and women are at the center To love someone is to surrender yourself and in so doing completes you The beauty of youth is foolishness the beauty of age is reflectiveness the beauty of life is both Women want to be adored men wish to be honored Big ideas can make you heroic small ideas can make you frivolous no ideas can make you invisible Don't fear life, embrace it, shape it and you can form a h eaven A perfect day is rare, and imperfect day strives for perfection Knowing yourself and you can withstand any tragedy, not knowing yourself creates tragedy By Rothya James
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