Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

She the Fatima, always drew you in her soul, Throu her unique ways, and aye,hosted you Closer as an infant; in her wedding shawl.  She a lady of lofty falls, played bare in blue Nights and sleep lately,as candles kept burning, And life's pleasent journey end in blights. Ahh, the Lady, was fond of black sandals, a turning Came when kids received their wits; then bites Befell, in that vineyard of sweet loves, And doctor aforesaid; It's a kind of hysterics O love! no-no, it was your love towards-kids, In latter,years of life those sweet burns, came to light,  Blessful Lady!  "had you lived few years more" Overhere are the beetles;  new things, this the truth is----

Ah! the tender breeze did come to cheer- Me Mutely and mystically!  And I spake to her all my- heart,  It's shivering chill,  In the painful tears And Ah! I did depart. Then she told me her- heart  It's shivering chill  Nasty things of her foes. And Ah, she did depart!  As soon after she was  Absent from-Me,  A herald, came silently  And magically- And told Me,  In a tender tune  [ Be-vigilant and wakeful ] There is a Lucifer  Hurting your innocent love. So you do- Suffer..... By the morning!  Ah! the tender breeze did  come again to cheer-Me  And spake to me her-heart  I' remind her about the hearld And she did smile!  Then I' embrace, her rose pital  And she said:  O now I' understand

Wine, is a thing of enchantment, King of castles, the-Van burnt- Along bowls of wine and his Dame- Mist came, upon kingdom, O Van, lost his fame, His muscles and bones scattered, and goals vanish exect same ! Van, was buried in vast cave with masked face Fields vanish, smiles vanish, might vanish-So lavish- Life of Van, scrap into a disgrace, Long before a righteous man, pass straight By the castles, while Van, was dancing in pink wine, With nude breasts and lusty eyes, in align  With his minsters,  Oh my God.. The Angel came down, by surprise, When von, was lost in lust, and advised, " Behold, Von, you are tough and we are tougher" "The wine is forbidden by now"  But Von was still drinking heavy with women in kitchen... And denied Lord, throu sedition  The winds did sing harass and suffering, From trees of heaven the Queen, threw thunder bolt with firing  Upon bushful dragon- the von

We all see big dreams by dawnon new year,  Amid these sweets, few we lull in our tear,  And In meadow of these dreams our time pass's  Away, then we forget, all in our life's tussle. And seldome wereceive salary of our vassals,  After some respite, mind again starts fishing,  But heart-disappear. Yes! mind is always, a festival of dreams,  That sews and dresses them on diverse themes,  Multiple perish away into it's hollows, only few reveals,  Come flower Fille! I have a fresh-cut, parcel of dreams And you break out-the seals. Amen! our vessel may compass, the sure and sincere scenes.

She tramps in beauty as the breeze- Of cherry blossoms and of pearly seas- And all that lies between these- Every ray of matured moon and azure grace- Vibrates on her laughing face- So humble she is in heart alone- And quite virtuous in her thought- A kranz of roses on her cheek- And garden bless on her brow- And clock time thou I love- In converse or in the character- She is angelic, she is unique-