Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

Alice, convert your sweet cottage like a shrine, Every day begins with the song of the purple martin. And an early guest to you is like the sunshine  The musk roses grow only in fertile gardens. Meet the guest at your door with a laughing, Of course you have a right to raise a good question, In feast or famine or in the blessed month of fasting  Service to humanity has its reward in the resurrection. A glass of raspberry juice that you offer to one  By your sweet hands in the days of your unmarried youth  It's as like a merry tune in the beach sands On the floor of earth there are few days of amuse  And entertain, and then only doom and gloom  I am glad and wish see the prime of the moon  ® All rights reserved with poet  ---Affaq

When the strain goes away, and that time will come again,  I shall see you, It's my pledge, so bless me fine.  When love flows like a fountain with its hum hum,  I shall see you, let there be thunder, rain, or a storm.  Nothing will harass you, if the heart is lovesome. When passion is moving, at bottom of the bosom,  Salt, like a thing, doesn't beset a standing sea. Nor would the ship sailing on its waters cause disruption. The time is always eternal for those who truly love  And remember, it's very long for those who mourn  Would any one have a complaint with time, absolutely none  And in your sleep of negligence, it again warns  When the strain goes away, that time will come again  If your senses are active and your mind is awake, Rights with Poet  ----A F F A Q