Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

Neki cudni komedijanti Stari narod govorio odvajkada u vremena davna Evo opet nama nasih komedijanata Da kroz smijeh i suze pronose neka imena slavna U kolima trosnim i otrcana sesira slamnata. “Evo ih, stizu narode!”- cuo se posvuda gromki glas Meet STEFICA https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=838196780410469&id=100026604651559 Iza ugla se vec dobrano dize prasina Malo veselja i radosti za nas u zadnji cas Bas su komedijanti al svaka na mjestu, sve je istina. Sve sto jadan narod u muci svojoj kasti smio nije Slusali su rado iz njihovih usta malko uvijeno Opjevano sa ironijom i salom pa se slatko smije Nek pjesma se ori na daleko pjesnicki dovijeno. Nizale se strofe o casti i vlasti bezdusnih gospodara O mladosti, ljubavi,gorkoj suzi protkanoj kroz rime Smjelo i jasno kroz rijeci tople nepoznatih pjesnika stara U otrcanoj, pohabanoj robi, sto reci mogu ponosni time. Uz stihove Romea i Julije kao djeca plakali Otvorenih usta upijali cudne price o dalekoj kulturi R...

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A stranger growing into chum I was surprised to see message request  I text a replied to my guest I politely welcomed my invitee Thou respond without absentee We were strangers but act familiar  No outgrowth of pressure  Thou has a gregarious personality  His language with more of faculty  Regular message are further lovely  Rarely attacks the word bravely  The time we spend were more precious  It was never of ridiculous  Croaked off our annoying moments And create into wonderment  Mutual hobbies with the company  Construct a strong bond of cup honey Admire the respect we posses  And it is consistently in progress We pray for the blessings upon the heaven To furnish us with most mighty weapon  ...@sangay  #thepoetryvineyard  #09/06/2021 Blessings !  Recent poem by Ms. Sanjay  A writer from the kingdom of Bhutan .... 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

Recent poem by  ----- Selma kopic  Denial doesn't change the truth  Relationship to me is  like welcoming at an airport - great at first  and later  waiting when he will leave. You plan, you you imagine ... You never think that everything could disappear  in the blink of an eye. Because,  when you get what you want, you have something to lose. With our wedding,  we celebrated our last moments  before the dark side. Now we hate ourselves fiercely, as only childhood friends can. No sex since the baby was born. And the kid  is going to college next year. Denial doesn't change the truth. Sooner or later we must stop denying  and face the world, regardless of the dangers. Denial isn't just a river, it's the ocean. The world of pretense is a cage,  not a cocoon. This is the truth about truth: it hurts. And that's why we lie to ourselves.  And we hope.  Despite reason, despite the experience, like children, we never giv...

Pair lives at kashmiri gate  When the herder comes home; she prepares herself  To groom; after doing the small works-- Like, filling honey into bottles; the hive lies on shelf  Like grazing russie-ducks on  rainy lake-- like making amazing crafts; out of sea shells  On the sunny days; she sells these on retail--- Amid sweet singing voices at shady lane  The herder reaches home, at evening pretty late And knocks the door with three bells--- Nearly from half year; the pair lives hapily at kashmiri gate.

I planted a fine apple tree; in my backyard And wore those pink blommars In my hair  For apple is my life: so  I withstand hard,  By the way; I felt my neighbour's sad heart,  Then I grant him a young shoot, thank God.... I would wear, these pink blommers in my hair,  I planted a chesnut in my little lawn, am fond-  Of fairy things; and merry sings at rosy-dawn Aye! my neighbour; has a chid with such a song.... I do never like; that he should suffer wrong  Then I gave him a sweet chestnut shoot, That have calmed his tongue  the neighbour, Was awe,Taki Khan: who lived alley off. # #Poemhunter.com 

Poet's imagination Lusting mint or cherries a blending flavour carries It's like a freshness caress sinkink on thoughts as access into oceans of inspiration a song sailor in bliss donation boosting his boat across the seas seeking the Mermaid tease although the distant ocean block him the adventurer sailor face this sin till the right rhyme to find a beautious end to combine but, it's more an utopia of poets that imagination flies high (C)Gel Poetry Garden ---- A sweet poem by Poetess  GELDA 🌹 Appearing in the  ------🌹🌹 SONNETS OF NIGHTINGALE