Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

Alex, don't leave me alone, mine angelical soul, This could be a severe setback for our lonely lives. Why should I live in this sinful world order?  And how wailful would be, that ghastly night. Alex, don't leave me alone, mine angelical soul, My life's companion, this rosy life, now slowly dies, Till yesterday, this princely life was indeed all mine. Within the rotation of time, it has shone full. Recall, there is a word between you and me,  Which bound us together in those tearful times. It was yummy, funny too; you've woken me up, I do feel like a fearful child, mine cheerful light. Alex, don't leave me alone; I request you  Three or four times, there is  mist and haze  Over the main highways, you will  not see me,  Nor shall I see you in those storm tides. Alex, is not it a twist of fate, we figured out this Momentary life and its glimpses, but a little late. ----- Affaq

Ma-in- law  Along with a dying femme, pale and puny,  She treads forth early in the afternoon. Covers herself in a solemn veil. the way to go  Is the harbour of wolves and the typhoon. She gathers around little parched offshoots,  With her shivering hands on her knees To warm her balcony, while the spring pulls  She takes labour from her twin young bulls. And among the locals she makes  her day  With her folk poems, in return to  her cakes  And ale, she receives their aid and honour. Her son's wife Kate stands the next door With her two, In the bowers of rivershore,  Chewing the sweet gums and doing  The puzzles all day along with her new. ----- Affaq Naibe 

Sweet Liberty  Where do I start with? how bitter-sweet is this love story? A journey of pleasures and pitfalls that lasted forty years. An inside story of strong feelings and naughty things. This is just like an ocean's depth, one must not hurry. Where do I start with? how bitter-sweet is this love story? What's at the end of this journey, O sweet liberty?  When you are with me, there are no scares or worries. As like the divinity, it's also a responsibility. Where do I start with? how bitter-sweet is this love story? The time mocks me; come, liberty, and abide with me. Listen to my heartbreaking inside story; you must hurry. What is this tumult in my nature that provokes me? Hurriya, you  must study it with fair certainty, Where do I start with, how bitter- sweet is this love story. ---- Affaq Naibe 

Neither I have a complaint with you nor a petition. Be in peace; this is my prayer, quite worrisome Are these love's ways, let's walk; I  already come. In your company, indeed I had seen some Illume, and somewhere heavy gloom,  Here, the fortunes of candles are decaying. And there they are burning in the front room. Greetings to your heart's world. I'm praying  Ooh, don't be panic; it was out of our reach,  Neither I have a complaint with you nor a petition O' warm sun, our dream, our fortune faint away Without more fun, Is it here's tradition? ---- Poet Affaq .

Ah, green valley in the lap of the great Himalayas,  Here the bird sings the salvation song night and day. Here, camellia and crocus takes happy breaths in minus, Amidst these mine heart repeats its enlightened days.  Here, the woodwinds play the paradisal music With razorbills, the birds of our pearly seas. How handsome is this dale for penning love elegy,  Away from any turmoil of upper or lower class, Or any sort of injustice, inequity, or jealousy. How wonder the nature sings round the clock,  My heart yearns to lie on this woven grass, Here is the complete remedy to my frenzy. These scenes of unexplored snowy peaks  Would dwell forever in my keen memory. ---- Affaq Naibe 

Just please visit me  May you take notice of me, I am a little lamb On your endangered planet, just please visit me. I wandered like a bird around your pinkish fields,  Which feeds the every thirsty, none is as  Affectionate as you, just please visit me. Quite humble you are, ever shining and  Unparalleled beauty, just please visit me. Garden dove linger for awhile on my shadless tree With a long, passion deep, just  please visit me.  I beg your pardon, is it love which alters like The changing season? just please visit me. ----May you take notice of me, I am  a little lamb On your endangered planet, just please visit me. I wandered like a bird around your pinkish fields,  Which feeds the every thirsty, none is as  Affectionate as you, just please visit me. Quite humble you are, ever shining and  Unparalleled beauty, just please visit me. Garden dove linger for awhile on my shadless tree With a long, passion deep, just  pl...

TULIP BABY  Praise to him who grants you the painted beauty, Winds and venues leap up with sweetness. Salute to your petals! Ah, dear Tulip-baby!  My heart did swell through your shimmering greens.  Someone, an alien, just passed by your eden Wearied for many days, sojourned for a while. Your shady scenes have become more florian. Thus I fear your beauty might beguile me. Earth is feeling more fine through your perfumes, What a worthy festival of colours held by foothills. I am quite eager to choose here, a joyful bride. Nature has bestowed on you the beamy dyes, Your nude beauty is bewitching my eyes. The stars in the sky, spending all their lights, And draws nigh, the night with all delights. Nothing is so fragrant as the glory of a flower, Mine wishful eyes do love to see you hour after hour. --- Affaq Naibe