sonnet 111007

o' Martin

Shall I compare thee to a winter's night?
Thou art not lovely nor temperate:
Chill winds do shake the darling butts of Mine,
And winter's lease hath all too long a date:
Sometime too chill the nose of heaven sneezes,
And often my fair complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal winter shall fade
Nor lose possession of that fair I owest;
Death shall brag thou wander'st in his shade,

Legend:
Thee : whatever modules or person
Complexion: future

P/S:
This is not for teaching and learning purpose.
It does not follow the a-b-a-b, c-d-c-d, e-f-e-f, g-g,
nor the iambic pentameter format of english sonnet
nor the Italian sonnet. Juz for fun.. who carez..~!