Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

Sweet breeze of the brook   Slow go slow go... Low low but go... Over the Everest clouds go.  Then return from the tallest peak,  With a new song that I seek. I wait anxiously at florist street  Blow again her perfume twice before my cheek... Sweet breeze of the brook Slow go slow go--- Low low, but go--- Beneath the alpine trees And bring some tiding of golden ages of long ago. Sweet breeze of the brook;  Slow go slow go... Round the plum thicket And never break like us your peace treaties Go go, greatfully then come within Me... ©Poet Affaq 

Sonjan YouTube SONJAN   Poor Sonjan's asleep in shads of elm trees, Where the first light appears, and kisses Her old beehive in backyard of the narcissus  1 She lived long in the grove of the elm trees, Away from the bustles and the  city's fairs, And through out her life she protect these, When they were root out her eyes shed pitying tears. 2. A proud lady lived well, beside the rose bushes,  Butterflies and sparrows and toiled for their safety. Some secrets she revealed, some buried in her own bosom These were few mysteries says: Amy  3. Her time pass out smoothly In sweet shades Of the elm trees, with elm wood and weeds, She sewed her own grave in green shales  And laid with No funeral rhyme, no man no mournings 4. Sonjan! laid her last bed, with the petals of rose,  And this episode her lonely friend unclose. She wept heartly and talked  with hands on her elbows at the hedgerows. "Peace" I said: to her fairest friend, Amy! She rued and moane...