Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

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