Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

 Life....  Life isn't about fair, it isn't about experience  It is about the secured, trail and purpose  That part of period should not be wasted  Commit mistakes, bar always be optimistic  Do not regret but grasp something  You live a life not to find richness in you  Not to parade your wealth  But of course to aid others Just honor your heart rich, mind prosperous You are always divine, be son of God  Help people, respect nature  And cheer the creatures around you There is no harm in mercy life is surely a zion if you know how to live.                               ......@sangay #23/05/21

https://natella-speranskaya.medium.com/7-reasons-to-become-a-part-of-janus-academy-cdf68e790059 😈 ❝ Говорить об Азсакре — это неизбежно упираться в слова, которые заранее разрушены самим фактом его пребывания здесь; говорить об Азсакре в таком тоне — это обнажать банкротство своей мысли в нелепых нападках на Всё Превзошедшее. Его отличает настолько высокий уровень сознания, что в ближайшие 100-150 лет едва ли появится кто-то, способный стать достойным его собеседником. Это тот уровень, где каждое сказанное слово становится мантрой. В России к его философии ещё не готовы, она внушает людям страх. ❞ ~ Натэлла Сперанская, философ, публицист. Автор книг «Путь к Новой Метафизике», «Дионис преследуемый» и т.д. Автор рецензий на книгу «Acephale. От Диониса Ницше к 'мистерии казни' Батая» и др. P.S. ❝ Ходит стародавнее предание, что царь Мидас долгое время гонялся по лесам за мудрым Силеном, спутником Диониса, и не мог изловить его. Когда тот наконец попал к нему в руки, царь спросил,...

The world is not about what you see, it's all about what you think and how you react towards the nature. And the humans are not the way you think, they are actually the way you see and the way you follow...their paths.... ...........@sangay

You are fairest in your affairs and  it's a fact  And we appreciate; you're quite disparate. When first time; you came up to our sight,  At that time we were, travellers of night,  You've faught a long battle with the knights. In context to liberate the-ackerland  One thing that you did never miss,  "Is waking at first light to kiss the holy book"  We never ever heard from you---the unthankfulness. A fair shape, fancy wear and  hair gray,  Selling flora's upon your little Navis. In happy days of May, a fair trade  You had, you ask none except the Allah. Lo, it was your specific trait, O fair Maid,  And every strarved that pass by your street,  Told us all about your beautiful treat  You're fairest in your affairs and it's a fact-- Aye!  You've costumed  your dog, clean and neat,  That guard's your cabin veiled  by Oak trees, Before you came to the Merry land,  You've dwelth a decard at overseas, Th...

*#PoetrySCS.  #Collaboration of Satish Srivastava and Gelda Castro* *Bubbling words* *-----------------------* Let the words should jump from your mind  Like a waterfall pouring from The top of the source till impregnate the books, Communicating latent life in each one of us. Feel the magic of words Flowing in a rhythmic cadence,  As if they were beads of sweat leaving the pores, Flooding from the skin of a dazzling inspiration Giving life to hidden desires like a cherry tree blooming. Inhalation of its sweet fragrance on the lover lips. Much adorable ink flown  from your pen and it's blown  A thunderstorm in my heart  To share my words from my part . Come on my dear loving friend !  Let's dance together tonight   On the rhythm of flashing light  Created by thy beautiful words bright . Matching step to step and rhythm to rhythm  We shall create our own style,  even in the exile  Following our path behind , the ...

How can you..... How can you forget the day The wink we squander in union  That moment you  Retained with my chum How can you belief that  You left me unassist  When you afore commitment Of vital prior to doom How can you praise yourself  Affirming I was cipher 'cause you When I held my life partially  And furnish my mercy buttress  How can you conceit  Without my abutment  When you pledged me  Endorse us redeem together  How can you move on  When I am seldom capable  When our charity remain always  And I haven't decided to leave.                 ....@sangay

A joy  And at last, from Orient; appear the rising sun That glows with his glory, the high horison. And gentle breeze too depart; to her mission  Over the dunes, coasts, and dales, the florescent-- Though sometimes the cool zephyr, display's anger;  That has a reason, as every action has it's reaction.  Ali ! also rode his horse to relish pasture season, And Killdeer! too set on brooding into bits of rocks.  Song birds happily; left out their resting places  Dawn's flower also did wear new embroiderd cloths,  They had like fairs of fragrence on their sweating faces It's such a drink, that could never be skip by Motes.  Morning star! too ran to his hermitage,  And randy rays of early sun've bewitched, little Rosella ! Grazing goats, from birth she is deprived of parental love. Little sweeties! of Swan hurried to souse the silent canal,  On window pane, the Nachtegaal Initiate to sing " a l'amour in honor of daisy Iris" Dear babe! hear swe...