83 Quotes About Sonnet

No Rest (The Sonnet)There is no rest,Till the last drop of tear is wiped out.There is no leisure,Till the voiceless can speak aloud.There is no relaxing,Till the last empty stomach is fed.There is no sleep,Till all droopy spines are made straight.There is no joy,Till the last grey life is colored.There is no comfort,Till the last anxious soul is empowered.The struggle isn't over till the fallen rise.Security later, first let us be civilized.

Sonnet of IdentityTell me O Mississippi,What is my name?For I lost my sense of self,In line of service without gain.Dear mountains of Blue Ridge,Where did I come from?I fathom not the worldly titles,I deny narrowness as the norm.Character makes the person,Not pedigree and tradition.If I can lift even five lives,That’ll be my highest salvation.So forget that I asked about my identity.Service is my culture and my nationality.

In Line of Service (The Sonnet)World is my Louisiana,I am its Mississippi.Whenever it's in trouble,My blood boils in agony.Each drop of tear around,Makes my bones ignite.My life finds its meaning,As I respond to their plight.Joy is only joy to me,When I bring it to others.If gained in line of service,Even wounds are my treasures.Once I die for the people’s future,Then I can live in peace forever.

Take My Life (The Sonnet)Take my life if you want,But nothing can take my sight away.Take my breath if you want,But nothing can take my might away.Take my feet if you want,But nothing can take my journey away.Take my arms if you want,But nothing can take my touch away.Take my tongue if you want,But nothing can take my voice away.Take my bones if you want,But nothing can take my will away.You can erase me from earth if you so desire,But you can't stop my ideas from spreading like wildfire.

Sonnet of PathsScience means nothing,Unless we use it to lift the society.Philosophy means nothing,Unless it empowers humanity.Religion means nothing,Unless it advocates for inclusion.Technology means nothing,Unless it aids in collective ascension.Tastes are plenty in our world,So are the paths that humans take.But if those paths hold no humanity,Fabric of civilization will soon break.Placing on humanity our prime attention,Together we’ll attain true emancipation.

Divinity for Sale (The Sonnet)When a book becomes religion,And doctrines become divinity,Holiness remains speculation,Society loses sight of humanity.When institutions claim authority,And sleeping masses comply,Religion disappears altogether,What remains is potential gone awry.When popes and pundits sell faith,In the name of divine supremacy,Rigidity overrules common sense,And reason is hailed as blasphemy.But there is a cure for all this atrocity.It is called individual curiosity.

Synthetic Civilization (The Sonnet)The watchwords of civilization,Are reason and inclusion.Yet we live by the golden rules,Of rigidity and exclusion.We dress up in fancy clothes,To feel powerful and important.Beneath the lies of civilization,Beats a heart most impotent.We boast proudly about equality,Unaware of our biases most inane.We admire the rights of our own,Rights of others are business of the UN.Enough of this make belief ascension.It’s time to humanize our synthetic civilization.

The Voting SonnetWhy should you vote you ask,Since it changes nothing!And nothing will change,By acting the indifferent weakling.If you want things to change,Support character not charisma.Trash all your populist snobbery,And it'll abolish all political miasma.Politics is manipulation,But it is so due to your gullibility.Seek out the leader with backbone,Only then there'll be hope for humanity.But if you find not a leader of character,Arise and be the one you seek here and there.

The Temper SonnetWhere you need to be calm,You burst out in rage.Where you need to be on fire,You walk in silence and not engage.Where you need to listen,You scream like a loudspeaker.Where you need to speak out,Somehow your words disappear.Where it requires to be humble,Pride takes over your humility.Where your blood needs to boil,Your veins seem to run empty.The right use of temper is an act of revolution.Put it to good use and you'll nourish civilization.