Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

Sonjan YouTube SONJAN   Poor Sonjan's asleep in shads of elm trees, Where the first light appears, and kisses Her old beehive in backyard of the narcissus  1 She lived long in the grove of the elm trees, Away from the bustles and the  city's fairs, And through out her life she protect these, When they were root out her eyes shed pitying tears. 2. A proud lady lived well, beside the rose bushes,  Butterflies and sparrows and toiled for their safety. Some secrets she revealed, some buried in her own bosom These were few mysteries says: Amy  3. Her time pass out smoothly In sweet shades Of the elm trees, with elm wood and weeds, She sewed her own grave in green shales  And laid with No funeral rhyme, no man no mournings 4. Sonjan! laid her last bed, with the petals of rose,  And this episode her lonely friend unclose. She wept heartly and talked  with hands on her elbows at the hedgerows. "Peace" I said: to her fairest friend, Amy! She rued and moane...

Shy Heathwren! The loyal sun of blue heaven set in the west And shy heathwren return to her mother's nest. By the early autumn; the couple will depart,  To plains of Panjab, they're just few days guest  To us, nice to see you O! sweetheart----- In the garden of fruits and flowers, every year,  You come to visit us, moreover you are our part  And never carried with you despair or fear Or the virus or disorder but bringing with you Soft breeze, sweetness of berries, the beauties of seas And dews of youth, cheers from  shades of lofty trees,  Summer sweet albums of music and melody Rejoice! with me; ah today love is our remedy----- ©Poet Affaq #lyricofluscina #thetwlightstars #sonnetsofnightingale #poetaffaq #poetry #lyrics #englishpoetry #sonnets #songs  #pearlydewsofmorning #thepoetryvineyard #Evergreenstamps

Poem on !  Solidarity   The month was Summer and wind was cool Fanning the pedestrians at the winding route  A wandered bird of the Summer pool,  Beating his wings for the bed enthuse.   Nearby a Girl on her window pane,  Sang her title song "pinned hopes on" The night grew longer with the rain,  What trees?, what roof tops?,  will take his dwell. Along the stars illumin depart from the royal bethel And jasmine too asleep in her bouquet,  The wandered Bird beating his  wings fell On the ground and saddned himself, She kind hearted Girl felt his breast pain. How sweetned is that suffer which solitude brings ! She opened half of her window and light came brief,  That revealed the confused fowl his way upright to her pillow,  And pearly eyed Bird of the summer pool so sad,  Rendered thanks to her and felt very glad, Then she replied with a merry laugh  "O sweet heart as like you I' live also alone"... ©Rights reserved wi...

I just want the extream's of your love- - For, you have set in beats of my bosom- - Your single manifestation turned- - Me like a rock- dove; so tame I'am coming- - To your backyard again and again- - Each glance of your face is cute and awesome- - Not less than the summers rain shower- - My spirit was fatiuged, you've brought,  In it a new bloosom- - Mine humming bee- - Just see, I am your wild flower- - So! stick on me- - ©Poet Affaq I just want extream s of your love

The early spring reach out into sick fields, Long nights of awe and shiver are gone,  Sunshine rivived the life upon rough hills, Rabin start to sing his melody  before the dawn  Soft breeze tread out to clean the atmospheres  With her wings and restored the peace in, Lord ! your gorgeous planet expreses fears  And you've a better wisdom of all the hidden things. Kind lass,  get up and then free your spirit  Out of the locks and ropes of the satanic kings Nothing harm' ll befall to you if you would visit, Your savor for just a minute, it's a spiritual Treat that resides into every loving heart, Lord presides o'er the direction of the winds  Sailing gently as per routine by the valley  So cute' re these scenes like an expensive art. Pretty lass! don't give up your hope but make a fresh start, Sell not your faith; for a cup of red-hot wine,  Sit down, and quench your thirst with beams Of the sun, spring has hailed up, prepare and redesign ...

KEYBOARD WOES Kissing, more intimate than a wedded pair Ever clashing making a sure-fire flare Yelling you are, the statement declares But no I say, it is the torrid affair Of the pinkie and the caps-lock square Always engaging in lip-locking fare Rushing to hug and wed causing glares Darn keys are nestled together as groupware When this happens we mean no harm Only the tightness of keys dispel the calm Even on keys is the reason for a cuddling bomb/balm So to those I offend, I learned on a typeface sans rom ~PLS/PCS~8.4.2021

On way to Goristan https://youtu.be/m0hdD1U8-tM On way to Goristan After long days, we reach to you in the rosy dawn  Still the morning star is in his twlight mission And In these dense lights; we took a stroll Believe this bosom is burning with a passion  How do you do in this hush hush cavern?  Lo, about you, that unfair event still slays us Some lofty dreams appear in procession, Then they begun shortly to scatter away  Sweet breeze roaming in meadows of heaven  My grief lies hither; a decade has gone away  We're devoted to that pledge we gave, Though some doubts came up along the way Tonight come in moony beam to our dream we crave With just a glance I may feel morefirm and brave. © Poet Affaq