Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

How wondrous was my brief life's early stage? Like smiles of buds in the backyard of petals. How majestic was that eye pair of my mother's? Like twin stars, shimmering ever in slow rhythm. How delightful was that lullaby night like Stella Sleeping in the lap of the moon at the twilight dawn  Since the spring time in the shuffle, the brain  Roves unaware into some oblivious vale, and  Sorrow swallows the soul, but seldom the long  Makes a plea to the soul, waste  not in the dawn  And at dusk, "my heartbroken friend,  walk and walk  Further with steadfastness for your pilgrims. Journey, so you may hail to another vale of ecstasy Although it's far off but a more better" ----Affaq 

Every man and woman has a little angel on their  Soft shoulders. still, most men and women Are quite unaware of such an adorable angel. A little angel seated on your shoulder is like a custodian. Who records your every routine act, right or wrong And conveys his study to the Lord of the universe,  This mystery is between Him and his peers so be careful And try to be generous; this verse is not from the  Greek mysteries or books of myth, but clearly  Listed in the end time book of whose text relieves misery, Dear Charlie! you' re richly gifted, but what one  Can do if you have an incorrect belief or have your Sense of feeling the heavenly things cleanly shifted. Begin a new, and respect between occult and profession of faith. ----Affaq