I would like to tell you the reason why I wrote this. In my class there is that one cute, joyful girl that I have great feelings for and I want to give her something very sweet, deep, and affectionate. We are friends (but not in a way of being stuck in that state or that thing called "friendzoned"), but she knows what I feel for her. I read alot of love quotes, poems, and other such stuff about love then I read this poem that was made by William Shakespeare and it was titled "Sonnet XVII". This got me interested and inspired because of the sweet words that was told in the sonnet that was guaranteed to make any woman fall in love. I studied the meaning of some words written on the poem (Thou,thee, thy, etc.) and I discovered that those are called Archaic words. Due to my great inspiration, I decided to create a poem for that wonderful girl with the use of those words. I want to express my thoughts on her and tell her that I love her in a way of literature. The title of my creation is "To Be Thy Lover" (To Be Your Lover). I hope you will like this short poem. And do tell, if this is enough to make her smile. :D
To Be Thy Lover
by Adriel I. Halili
Greetings of a day to thee, my fair lady.
It is I, the one who adores thee to seek.
Thou have made me treasure thy face verily,
May I have a buss to thy rosy cheek?
I may be less, not utter of a buck,
But I may show thee love that is pure.
Winning thy heart gone be played by luck,
Thy others to try shall be lured!
God gave me word that thee shall be mine,
Destined of ours to be found not in yonder.
Now I lend you this, a question meant thine,
Prithee to thee be my only lover?
by Adriel I. Halili
Greetings of a day to thee, my fair lady.
It is I, the one who adores thee to seek.
Thou have made me treasure thy face verily,
May I have a buss to thy rosy cheek?
I may be less, not utter of a buck,
But I may show thee love that is pure.
Winning thy heart gone be played by luck,
Thy others to try shall be lured!
God gave me word that thee shall be mine,
Destined of ours to be found not in yonder.
Now I lend you this, a question meant thine,
Prithee to thee be my only lover?