Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

Upon midnight's unrest, a Dame did rise, A phantom form, in murmurs of the night, And ran towards a blur before mine eyes, Then in a rustic Isle, a welcome sight. Shelley mercy, re-entered aiding acts divine, On tepid eves, a presence soft and low, Though immature, her wisdom did incline, And rescued me from madness's echoed woe That breathed over years, by yard quite near, She spoke of harms that junk foods impart, Her healthcare lore, learned with toil and fear, Of nutrition, AIDS, and cuisine's dark art, Rosewood's grace, and vague pain's sting, "Painkillers' misuse," she warned, "death can bring." ©Affaq  

My fate, like charted seas, these routes display, Where feathered song and golden bloom do meet, Such gifts our Lord, in freedom's bounteous way, Has granted, and these wonders still repeat. Let no foul doubt your sacred wellspring stain, But joy enfold you in this mortal sphere, Your inner, with truth, renew its radiant reign, And seek salvation, banished hateful fear. Well, falsehood thrives, and truth lies buried low, We crave to see salvation's gleaming grace, The peace you earned no knaves shall overthrow, For beauty's concord holds its shining place. Though robbed, we rise, in colours, we bloom, By rain-fed roots, strength shall pierce the gloom. ©Affaq #PoetryLovers #PoemOfTheDay #SpokenWord #PoetryInspiration #VerseAndVoice #AffaqForeverSonnets 

O’ winged herald, hence, over the hills afar, What sees you in this visage, wan and deep? A barren field, where joy's radiant fading star Leaves only shadows, where dark sorrows sleep. The dust of pain does cloak my weary way, A heavy heart, and a burden hard to bear, No soul can know depths, where sorrows weigh  Nor find repose, nor ease this dark despair. A tale unsung, a grief beyond all the art, Mine errors known, a melancholy’s plea, If none does whisper, then folly tears apart, Your songs of joy bring naught but grief to me. Depart, sweet bird, leave me to fate's decree, Beneath this tree, where solace waits for me ©Affaq

When golden futures from their false lips flow, And the politicians promise power's gain, Their selfish hearts, in which secret interests grow, Through shadowed nepotism, mark their reign. Their vows, mere echoes in the halls of might, A cunning mask their faces hide from view, Where partial hands corrupt what should be right, And truth is lost, as they their paths pursue. Their yes-men gather, hoping for their share, And shameful deeds, for glory, they embrace, The promises they make, but never dare To keep, while honor fades from this sad place. And some, in blind devotion, yield their breath, A tragic end, born of a hollow death. @ Affaq 

Heart's intuition is more precise and pure, But for you, it might be a sharp incision. It senses things magically, then dear Mind, Giving a sublime touch to your inner vision. Your cold heart conjoins to Elysium's truth, And its relish is more than a strong liquor. Mightier than your own vernal youth, A river-like move inside center, a mystic vigor. Unaffected by all external shame or horror, It purifies your every fiber, like the early dew. Bathing the sunflower's face and adoring her, Fling your arms in this flame, no more rue. Reframe your charms with these healing oils. Be relieved from all annoyances and their spoils ©Affaq #PoetryOfLove #NatureEscape #RomanticMoments #DreamyLandscapes #WhispersOfTheHeart #SoulfulConnections #LoveInTheAir #PeacefulReflections #PoeticDreams #EtherealBeauty #ForeverSonnets  #Poet Affaq 

On a summer's day, as the setting sun sank deep, The grassy earth beneath the heavens lay, While zephyrs stirred the fields, as if to sweep The ripened grain, amidst summer birds did play. The stream, a gleaming mirror, ran by meadows, Its musical waters shining clear with pebbles, I beheld myself in a village of the blushing rose, Gazed upon the scene, wherein joy forever dwells. Behold, as dusk stretched her silver veil, Between terra and skies, the zephyrs grew still, Love whispered softly in the willowed dale, Two hearts beat as one, with a shared will. Togather beneath the selene's silken gleam, They walked hand in hand, lost in a loving dream. ©Affaq   #PoetryOfLove #NatureEscape #RomanticMoments #DreamyLandscapes #WhispersOfTheHeart #SoulfulConnections #LoveInTheAir #PeacefulReflections #PoeticDreams #EtherealBeauty #ForeverSonnets  #Poet Affaq