Nine
2012-07-25 14:42:03 UTC
"Oh my dearest, my love Ophelia, and,
Whose sanity was lost; why must you die?
I myself would not have gotten you mad,
Nor in the bed of river would you lie
Your abundant obsessions with Hamlet
Cost me an outcast state and loss of love.
And i was greatly saddened by your death,
Since I have no right to exist above.
If intuition takes my life away
I would free myself from these bars of grief.
But in certainty, my presence must stay,
So I would be living in relief.
Swore to God, your death will not rest in vain.
I promise you, your song will gain my sane."
If you're asking what my role in this sonnet is, I am an admirer of Ophelia (not in the book, just a made up character. I think it's horrible, grammar wise and my vocabulary seems noticeably limited in this poem. I need advice! Plus I'm doing this as my summer reading assignment. Thank you.