Poem 012, Sonnet 3: What You See And Taste

Poem By Samer Madbak

Oh should I utter words of little sense
And jabber, wearing out my heart and lips
Should I engage in folly and pretense
And furnish people with invalid quips?

Should I be imprudent, absurd or dense?
And disregard sweet Beauty as she skips
Our poor attention, should I raise a fence
'Tween Good and me? Should I the truth eclipse?

Should I a drunkard be and waste my pence
And drain myself among a bunch of rips?
Should I decay in sheer indifference
Ignoring all but my benumbing sips?

If e’er I should slight what I taste and see
Before I do’t, may death acknowledge me!


Beirut
May 7th 1987

Comments about Poem 012, Sonnet 3: What You See And Taste

A great sonnet, you did a fine work....though i am not a poet, i know what is quality means_Soul


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