Sonnet I             how can i forget that long and soft  kissyou gave my lips when we were in that boat.since then my life had been a godly blissuntil last week you left me with a note.the note leaves my hands shaky and my heart coldin such fruitful summer days hot and bright,to whom can my sorrow and grief be told,as only i hear my own wail each night.a voice in me is deafening my ears,'can't you be man enough to face your fate?there is no use of shedding many tearsit is time to find another love's gate'.never take promises as a rare gem,when they are broken, then the hell with them. 

看不太懂，是情诗吗？