Mother's Beloved

Mother's Beloved

Click this short Vedio about the poem below 

Bless 

Poet Affaq

Mother's belowed 

Mothers beloved learn the artistry of happy living 

From the Orient; appeared the rising sun

That glows with his glory, the high horison.

And gentle breeze also depart; to her mission 

Over to small farmers rice fields who meets our needs.

Though sometimes the gentle zephyr display's anger; 

That has a reason, as every action has it's reaction. 

Ali! also rode his horse to relish the pasture season, 

And Ostrich sat to brooding into bits of rock.

Ali wakes up early for his trip to small strip 

Gathering healing herbs from the flowers

Having fairs of fragrance on their sweating lips,

A sweet juice that could never be skipped by the Motes.

Ali can live in a single shirt and sweater,

In severe cold 

And snow, if you ask him: "what's it mystery"

He will only laugh: " It's the power of 

pure herb 

That made him so strong and the tough "

Roseila, also left out her small bamboo hut,

Along with little sweeties of her whooping Swan,

Towards the ring canal, with her eyes upon,

The bush branches to encounter the severe winter.

Robin and Wren, initiated to sing a love lyric 

 "in honor of Daisy Iris 

Dear babe!

Whispher their sweet sounds that in later hour,

You would never find out,

Wake up, from your sound 

slumber,

And relish fresh breaths of golden dawn.

Smile and learn the artistry of happy surviving, 

Mother's beloved rejoice, a new spark

Of life's long and cherish is 

arriving.

©Poet Affaq Naibe 

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