`Mercy~`He Sighs`~sonnet~

He is dying ~ He asks of her to end his misery~ she does so with poisoned red wine~performing this mercy killing~It hurts her to grant him his dying wish~ she requests that the gods now take him from this mortal plane

           
         He sighs her name with his last dying breath
         She is his wind in the ashes of death
         She pleas,by faint light of sad bluish moon 
         bellowing mercy;his departure soon
         His shadowed soul death may escort from pain
         yes, such are these dark things you do in love's name.
         His life intolerable, in misery claimed
         nonetheless, she thought herself quite insane
         now ssshh~'pon his lips,she drips silent red wine
         releases his soul to the winds of time
         she conceded his wish with heavy heart
         depths of love appealed O' that gods do their part
         She is his wind in the ashes of death
         and her name he did sigh, with dying breath

            

Reviews

[jeRRy.whaLLey]

wow -- oh my -- you've painted a descriptive tale with out telling us why -- a verity lays within it and the idea that we must understand is cast aside for the genuine feeling of compassion to appear instead -- with that I bow my head! wondrous write Fran --

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Such an eloquent and sad write altogether. Wonderfully penned. This is truly a beauty defined. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha

[Travis Lawrence]

This is a romantic's dream, very well done. So sad yet I can't help but admire the love.

[Brenda Sue]

So much emotion. Wonderfully written. Great job.