Muhammad Rafi Malik
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This is my sonnet, "to my honey-son" written in Ismbic pentameter, this is about the love of the mother for her son.
I am Muhammad Rafi Malik from Indian Kashmir, I am a poet, writer and student. Born: 1994 Parentage: Manzoor Ahmad Malik, Haleema bagum.
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" To my honey- son "
My son I found you lonely haunting pains! I lost thy life in duke of forest brook. Why could not see I coffin float thee moors? Where did they take to bury my heart and groom? My bleeding heart that tears as glacier melts! Oh, son! I have the smell thy soil of grave; If only were l grass that would there grows. Thou were a toddler, grew so old and brave. My age that blinds my eyes to see thee more. My sobs too touch the skies and falls thy grave. Becoming feeble as people me calls so sore, Ya Allah bless my son and haul the slave.
My life as seems as toy as void my son, Alas! The world too goes and moves the fun.
Muhammad Rafi Malik(M.R.Malik)
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