Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

The splendid sun enthroned the mountain's crest, And poured long beams across the summer plain; Curly clouds, with showers by mercy blessed, Awoke the smiling fruits and flowers again. Their newborn lips received the morning's kiss, While echoing hills proclaimed the joyful hour; And I walked forth found myself in liberty,  And sang as though my sound itself a flower. A young gazelle came forth with coquetry  And danced like light upon the rain-washed lea; She pleased me fairest as Ruth and her poetry, While all the mead awoke with that melody. Till lo! a hunter sought to steal her smile— She fled, and Life outstripped grim Death the while. ---Affaq  #Sonnets #ForeverSonnets #PoetAffaq #NsturePoetry 

tu eres la rosa            Pink rose, your perfume is made for others’ joy; While beauty’s mantle does your form enfold, Each passing soul treats you as but a toy, Steals your precious scent, worth more than gold. For whom, sweet Rose, do you such tides release Of rich perfume, to fill the ambient air? When misery’s shroud consumes your peace, And beauty’s bustle soon withers in despair. Your fairest cheeks their fragrant charm forego, And you are left to fade in murkey’s woe; No worth is discovered when loveliness is low; As long as you are fair, you are the Rose. So is my status held: while rich and fair, I am the gem that others seek to wear. ____Affaq N.Affaq  #Soonets #FoteverSonnets  #SonnetPoem #Poemhunter