Alice & Adin

Alice & Adin 

There was a man herding milk goats in the pasture.

And he was a handsome herder and a good flutter.

Singing all day like an Asian 

quail in blue 

Amber, one day he found a lucky number in the summer

Remember, his name was Adin; while he was sleeping,

In crimson ceiba tree, a pink maiden came and 

Sit around him and then disrupted his twilight sleep, 

With a pine leaf, her face was as like a pink rose; 

And the man like him; she had never found, 

Hastily, she veiled him under her pink robe

The fairy said" Adin, right now let's ride on white 

Horse towards my villa of mysteries and you

Will find there emerald and ruby stuff everywhere

Until you hold my gentle hand it's buried there 

For a fairest married pair and that's us  my dearest ! 

Adin! was stunned when he saw

a picture palace, 

With the perisian carpets on its 

carpets on its

First floor then in central hall, he saw the expensive 

Paintings of lady Alice! the symphonic suite, arts 

And crafts and much more, then a circle of pretty slave 

Girls standing behind, with their hands on their 

Breasts so cute and kind, standing 

Round the lily Lake, where cherry waves keep it pretty safe 

Adin, heard the sweet voices of young women, 

And her rhymed lines, then they went hidden.

And Alice, rang a royal priest and told him:

"Sadiq! wed us, he is Adin a kind and humble human, 

And am a Alice, a winged woman" she showed 

Hm around and his whims

extend, one day

The wife said: look darling "Adin! 

Oh son of man

I gave you my all If you would ever make this 

Mystery public, you might never see me again; 

So carry the command; and break not the faith 

I pray for you "ever shine in mine (Alice's) diamond"

I admire you, hold my hand, let's go singing 

To the pine island, where no other couple has yet 

Gone, we will sail over the black shale on royal falcon ere dawn.......

© Written by 

Poet Affaq