Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

If you're with Me ! the life might become a heaven and all suffers will vanish. And these short moments of summer would turn greenish---  If you're a cause of my suffer Then there would be no suffer in life--- If you're with Me ! You forehead makes the spring season sweet, And there is nothing more then your eyes in life--- If you're with Me ! I shall make an offer; if you accept tweet  Me and I shall make  A garland of roses to greet  you--- If you're with Me ! Mine destiny will  will smile for ever and ever--- If you're with Me ! Our heart's will flourish  As like sweet voices of fowls  If you're with Me-- If you're with Me--

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.