Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

Pretty lamb... Still the Eid-ul-zuha; is miles away, It's perfect time of cleaning and sewing, Ovas! has brought a young lamb in latter May.  Soon the festival of sacrifice is occuring. Ovas's young lamb is quite handsome, With pride they all call him the beloved.....  It's so lovely, his younger brother Kasam  Will take him to picnic on green pasture.  His sister Zaiton! been giving him eggs, Cookie's and cheese to eat in morn and Eve,  And green maple leaves, she also wash's his hairs. When he is playing alone, she laughs at him in her sleeve It's amazing, the pretty lamb has learnt  To live with humans, and leaps up all the day The main reason behind this attachment Is divine, it will remain there untill the day of Eid When all kids will walk behind him to Altar  And then pretty lamb; will be slaughtered to perform Sunnah of Abraham and Sarah,  Who entered,  In vow with God, that they'll sacrifice their beloved son.....

The clock passes the clock calls  The past is buried the future calls  Lilaces come in seven colors along  the black eyed Susan, all mist has gone  A throng of abeilles hung upon these  How fairly they perform their duties The clock passes the clock calls  Glare spread into fields after squalls  Bands of birds racing above rough winds  Little filles begun to pulk red fresas All chanting chorus of new age in their head dreses  The clock passes the clock calls No field is safer the crow calls  to crow, Walk carefully, throu hills and pains  And call all when you find sweet cockies And be aware of wood piagons sealing bush peas  The clock passes the clock calls. No one thanks to your gifts God of sparks But a widow who counts  in broken lamps. The clock passes the clock calls....

Love is above caste creed, cults and belief It's a matter of heart, a tender thing  Cast aside your shades of rigid belief  Let not your dogma become a hindering Between lover's, let remember you religious elite  Oh when I see a tear in that girls eye... It's tear of love, don't harass her but greet  Thus stop being so religious; this right is conferred by  God and law; so you can't her liberty seize .... Not try split up two heart's succoured by love  True love's does not demand lovers nativity Listen! with rasisme relate not the love

And tailor tells, in mystic tune to the kind girl  The cloth wraps our body and brings forth beauty  To carter the needs of clothing's Remember pearl !  It's magic of cotton tree; that's exempt from stamp duty  And blond Beauty replied:, we also have silk mote's  And plenty of mulberry trees  on both sides of silk roads. When I go round these, I hear groans  Of milk goats and old world chatts, by hunting birds.  With the rapid rise of air drones  In the skies, It's tougher to go alone; mainly us girls. Damn your inventions; you have nothing left safe, Neither our fields, flocks, forests  Nor our privacy. See, cyber space this unfair trade have put all Us into a stress state; and then the Tailor replied to blond Beauty " I understood all, the wool Shawl that you wore, is indeed your pride.  Now it's  pulled off by the bush hawk, From the class of cloths; and what nature Gave us free, has shook off the stars,  Th...

The Day You Went Away.  Drop of your message  Amazed me more than electric shock  My heart was death with mirage With incurable wound in heart lock I received your last call During appointment with bed and pillow  The relation went with a protocol  My eye bleed on, went through the window  I could see the pinch with a mirror image  The cramp inside let get hurt alfresco too I crawl in search of material to damage  Myself harder in a blue The word let us be in our own world  Drag my everything in vain Earned nothing but learned  I clutched my chest and appeared in pain...        ....@sangay  #02/06/2021

God brought about; a fairest garden  With all best flowers; enrich with  fragrence. Pink, yellow, blue, crimson and carmine  But he set a criterion "think and remember, then shun sins"  He made the Man to live in that garden, Despite protects by the Tempter  " Who was too in family of Angel's a member" And he descend down a perfect text and tender  Spirit prophet, who sermonized   the creation of man O diabo, split him into small  fragments.  Then led him to destinations- unknown. God, shaped above the seven strong heavens, So vast that human view denies  to move and proceed,  Oh, the mystery remain unknown. About the seas, the scene the field, It's true faith alone, that can led you (man) to unknown......

There was a man hearding the goats on pasture  He was a handsome herder and a flutter.  Singing all the day like Asian koel, in blue amber.  On day he found a lucky number in summer. Remember: his name was Adin; while laying in asleep  In crimson ceiba tree, a Maiden came and sit around  And then disrupted his sleep, by a pine leaf. Her face was like pink rose; And man like him; she had never found. Hastly, they fell in love with each other, And fairy said" Adin, I am all yours  Now let's walk to My villa of mystries,  In the mountains, that will remain yours.  Till you hold my hand and love not intrigues"   Adin was stunned, when he saw a palace,  With perisian carpets on it's floor.  Then in central hall, he saw paintings of Alice,  The symphonic suite, arts, poems and  more. And a circle of pretty slave-girls standing behind,  With hands on their breasts  so cute and kind.  Adin, heard the sweet voic...