Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

Whenever I do look upon my own lame fate,  And then your beguiling desires, blue in shape, I'm afraid that I might fall to some evil fame. Which people despise and hate; believe it my playmate. As I have in me the two worlds, the first is this tummy Followed by the eternal if you don't disbelieve. I've had to walk through mist and haze with consistency The path is so arduous, I still strive, you see in me The twilight of the dawn, or  something like a  Plum island; that beguiles your  eager bosom,  For quite a while, it became more involved  The time is uncomfortable, discontinue your  Loving more, the life we live is some what above The love, with tranquility, lead your life's ship to shore. ---poet Affaq 

Wisdom lies in the cornfield's the perfect Maria helps her father in the field, and her Abu Teaches her by heart it has some direct affect  While they sit down to their lunch in young bamboo  The breeze hovers, out of field they seldom met,  Rabin sings little under on the daisy bush,  She prefers to learn in nature, I too welcome it,  Such awesome things're always ready in shady wood  What a unique love-based learning experience,  That closely shapes the life in mysterious way  © Poet Affaq 

Luna  She was a sacred spirit, gracious and polite. Just like the worthy luna of the opening night Gleaming forever as an unhidden part of the earth,  From her first happy birth and please listen! Our converse when first befell on harbours,  Of the island of man, she had on her shoulders A marine silken shawl crafted by the maidens Of senigal, her eyes were like meadows of summer. And hairs like an angel laying in the slumber,  She has had hopes, doubts, and some fears. In her younger days, was faithful to the occult. In the latter phase, she buried her hubris in grey dust. She lived well, as her mighty heart pleased. Ahh! still, some of her riddles remain unrevealed. It was mayday when I last saw her hushed. Like an infant in her mother's breast, in sweet Converse with an angel, a heavenly zest... ------Affaq

Magpie and Rabin ------Magpie and Rabin  I need someone who is able to hear my song  Ah, may someone hold my hand in hers hand  And is able to understand the flight of my fancy. I need someone like the sweet Selene shines So fair all night long on coats of raising sea There was a leisurely time when I stood alone. That was the prime of my youth, lined with stress. And strain, dance, romance, and a guitar piece. May someone walk behind me in the glary dawn. And ensure peace at my park villa in Barkly east,  I can't get along, give this verse a very thought A spark flashed across and away from my heartbeat. Through very late, forgive us; the time is worse. I follow the divine office and have never been superstitious. ©---Affaq

SWEET HEART! O! sweet heart! you must not be scared by grief. Yearnings lie in the heart, so fill up the wounds. Knowing naught: when you'll drift to dry leaf  Raise and resist go against the rough winds. Like the young kids, sing life's sweet song  Gain wisdom as you might face tough skins. In life's race, and go on singing the lute song. Sweet heart! shake your inner impulses. you  You may become more wise and too strong  From caverns and potholes, a winner emerges. Sweet heart, you must not be scared by grief. Aside from this world, there are other worlds;  View them all, beyond the stars, and down the seas You've been brought for a great purpose to lead off ®Poet Affaq