More Shakespeare's Sonnets
By Fox-Trot-9

Sonnet 95: Fair Youth
(Faults 6)

Buy why, love? Why must you cast off
The very love that yearns for you?
Why turn my love into the scoff
Of fate for other men to view?
Is it because you've heard of my
Disgrace upon the lips of rumor?
By God, have you now passed me by
For other men in better humor?
However you decide my fate,
You sentence me to face alone
The shameful aspect of my state
In a cruel world I'm doomed to roam
      In penance for the crime of love,
      Sending me to hell from above!

(To be continued...)

A/N: Here's the 2nd installment for the day... Worked on varying the meter from iambic pentameter to iambic tetrameter... It's an interesting effect shortening the lines and making things a bit more...immediate...