Sonnet 3

This one still needs some work, but I'll share it anyway. Any comments and suggestions are welcome.

I fear my life is limited

I fear my life is limited by time

although my potential may seem quite vast

designed by you this role I am cast

your goal to fashion an image sublime.

How long, I ask, until the bell’s sweet chime

and helpless watch as future becomes past?

Amazed to find I’m questioning at last

is being passionate my only crime?

While insistent am I all doubts repelled,

you continue to foster endless fears

it’s true that over time my dreams dispelled

please just keep silent like my falling tears

but even still by passion I’m compelled

you’re powerless to stop the passing years.