Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

How swiftly the time pass away, we have no regrets, A fine piece from the time of our youth went away. Life was like a precious piece of necklace  Send to us, which missed away, we have no regrets.  The manhood came with some more worries; Together with enough responsibilities.  Yet, we have a quest to sail over the warmer seas, Time, let the rest be green, thus please lead us. The bosom has gone through the various ills. But duty is duty, we have to carry it with heavy muscles, And when it's a matter of faith, there is no excuse---- ©Affaq Naibe

Zoja Mishtuk Congratulations ! Thank you,  dear poet Mr. Affaq, for the invitation to the conversation. About myself, I was born and live in Ukraine, in the Dnipropetrovsk region. I am a trade accountant by profession. I am a private entrepreneur, I have a small grocery store. She started writing poems back in her school years, but it was probably destined to happen - there was a break of 40 long years. In 2015, a happy event happened in the family - the long-awaited granddaughter was born. Taking her in my arms for the first time, joyful emotions overflowed, and words were already rhyming in my thoughts. Since then, inspiration has not left me. ------ God bless 🌹

YOU WILL BLOOM MORE, MY UKRAINE! You will bloom again, my Ukraine! More stars are shining above you, your language is still the world, will smile another moon to the sea. The sun will rise above you! The storks will return from the swarm, knocking on the window son: "I'm back, mom, from afar" You'll wipe the salty tears, you will put on a festive embroidery, blossoming with flowers braids. Victory will be found on the porch! Again fit in the lush flower of Kalina. Singing the bell the song of the nightingale You will be free to live, Ukraine! Your works will be famous! Zoja 16.10.2024 Zoe Mishchuk Pictures from the net  Composed by Poet Affaq🌹 

Soil is the winds beneath my wings   🏡 ♾️  ☯️  ✌️  🌎  ❤️  🎨   🫂 🤗 🌳  Fear creates the biggest impact  even if I did no wrong  I become guilty with fear In thier eyes I saw no heart thankful song What good men don't do Postive and negative thinking to solve more To see thier evil side For the evil they see is the mirror they ignore Separation from soil nature is city life Cities built to ptotect from wild life No walls keep out imbalanced gut soil No real food no soil of might no just right Giving love is  based on being thankful always great Loose the feeling of thankful  love becomes controling or even hate  Broken cities  Tend thier soil  Unbreak the mind Harmony of souls Never seen always felt  close your eyes Heartfelt  Kindness of wild Grows the soul To feel the heartbeat To find home is soil It's not working hard It's  not a work out of training It's the biology of...