Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

Turn the page.... Is a beautiful poem composed by  Poetess 🌹 J U L I A  ----;;🌹🍀🌹🍀🌹 Here it's it 🙏 Poetess*  J U L I A - P E L L E G R I N I  can be reached on Facebook also at ------------- https://www.facebook.com/julia.pellegrini.75

A flower ----------- A foreign country engulfed her suddenly and seemed forever. In love,  she imagined herself as a flower that sprouted again in the spring-- Only on a different soil. a flower that can bloom even bette Than the previous time. because more shoots--- Tighter buds and thicker stems. Of course, A previous life gave her this feeling of firmness--- A memory filling her with juices that moved confidently to the bud,  Giving strength to bloom and hold even in a storm--- The new soil nourished roots with an unfamiliar  Mixture of new sensations and pushed branches to the sun--- The rain watered in a foreign land and awakened new hopes, new dreams.  Dewdrops on its petals reflected the new land--- Gradually becoming familiar and known.  Day after day,the present became yesterday---- She realized that she is a flower  though a flower of the tumbleweed.  At the next wind the roots weakened---- And the plant was blown away. She could not resist. ...

Life's Loitering Journey My heart weeps and smiles- -  When I do see the luna on bluish sky,  She didn't alter over these years- - Of merry of melancholy,  I saw she when I was a babe!  Counting the stars at my small balcony,  And I saw she; when I was a vierge- - Collecting petals of crocus quite happily Now I see her when I'm a woman- - Right away  living for the others,  A paltry mother, when I shall die- - She will still be there steadfast shining high Then she' ll  meet her amour on day of hue and cry, ----who am I

Ah, singing stream of life: flouting in my heart,  ----Every day and every night;  And running fast and slow,  ----Throu the shales;  And by the dipping-- trees ----Wonder It's, while you glaze, the fringing reef. That shoots in joy, with your sweet sounding,  -----The life, that walks on green grass will entreat!  Dear! spending stream of clean --caste,  -----Sometimes, you're giving so deep-crack's!  To our yet new, and hoary singing streets. -----With your surprise and with the--smiles,  Yes! you do empower---the poor it's true,  -----And making life's things; the entire new!  With your reliefs, the lonely flower leaps in joy,  ----And this poet Affaq! smiles;  When flitting throu the wandering clouds  -----Our moon, herself hides...