About A Dearest
Where did he sweet and heroic friend flee away ? I ask, ?, where did the radiant star beyond The hollows of the vault of heaven fell asleep. He led us all towards the shadows of peace. I ask, was not he among us just yesterday?" I'm weary; my memory is tired; a grief that's strolling Where did the sweet flavour overnight flight? The pink rose has grown so sick, missing her sincere lover. And her's boutique is hung up without sidelights. In the house of pigmy and in neiglbourhood, There was a lament indeed, and my tears overflowed. Like a snow flower that has lost its sweet pollen. His smile was like the forever zephyr of early dawn. And a heart so lovely, like the flow of rain in a valley fountain. He often quoted: "Follow those who guide your being in the right way." ©Poet Affaq