Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

Da mi je Bese to davno kad upih duboko Svako slovo, skladan i jasan svaki stih Cistotom ljepote sto opija i nosi Opjevat misli pozeljeh, o, tako rado bih. Cudakom me smatrase pa i za ludu Cesto cuh, gubis vrijeme u stihu nesuvislu Nista od toga, ni slave ni hleba Ne odoljeh sebi, pisah jer dusa trazi i treba. Nije mi dano da kiti me slava, al srcem pisem Kako disem, sto udahnem to i izdahnem Mnogi su gori postali pjesnici strascu uprti Mozda ce mene kao i njega citati mnogi poslije smrti. Dani mi camotni, sanjam,sve lako upija papir Olaksava dusu, srce poleti a ruka sama pise U casu prevrtljivom bludim postajem ljubavnik i satir Tuga i sjeta me nose, nemir raste i uzdise. Mozda nekad, nekome uljepsam trenutke mladosti Poleti visoko uz pjesmu u plave visine Ako vec plakati treba, neka to bude od radosti Slavom se sreca ne mjeri, u ljubavi su puti istine. 28. July, 2021. Melbourne, Victoria

#pearlofheaven Sweet is the breeze that blows before My face Will blow further more beneath the heaven. Over hills by rural miles; then would return to My place, Along it is luxurance, the change the season. Sweet is the breath of morn; My beloved sweet  The melodies of fowls pleases the garden. Despite these bounties, who mislead us; so young ? Like a farmer, He stocks up enough fodder. And keeps everything in order clean and so neat, Solemn sun, treat the life better and keep, Regard of little olive dun, let not die her by cyclone hit,  O pearl of heaven, hold that promise, that we've thrown out..... #poemhunterdotcom