Tuesday, September 26, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

340
Once I fall in a fit and went into real trance,
I see the Eve’s paradise soaring high in the sky,
My love sleeping with the beau I see in a glance,
Thus I trace in my trance all pretty women’s lie,
Once I see in my vision my love sleeping alone,
Spreading golden hair on her fancy coral breast,
She wakes up when I sing a song in erotic tone,
I lay down by her side, her sparrow love to test,
Women control lovers’ heart with stubborn will,
The power of attraction lies in women’s eyes rays
Women’s smile on cheeks proves sleeping pill,
Her will-targets the love when on her bed she lays.

Do not gaze in women’s eyes O Lover in lone,
Her lustful eyes will melt your flesh and bone

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

339
When wheat hunger cries women start finding mate,
As Eve persuades Adam to quench her thigh thirst,
Adam’s wit fails looking at the pink apple great,
But binds happily the love thread around her wrist
People forget you soon when you will be dead,
But you present in my glorious and golden rhyme,
When, unused beauty with the earthworms will wed,
It is done O Rose on earth with the passage of time,
Whenever anger sits on the pretty women’s nose,
True love flees far away from her being surely anon,
My mistress dies virgin, in her green heart hate grows,
Hate spreads in the lovers’ souls like the war canon

More cunning than fox my callous mistress’ eyes
For the green lovers trap women’s sobs and sighs

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

338
Ah1 Time decays all things but words out of reach,
Your beauty and beauty sin I encage in word cage,
When cruel time prints on face winkles and breech,
Beauty falls like autumn leaf but in my line your age,
Between heaven and earth all things word- creations
Words; the power of God, silence the soul of universe,
Words perform on the earth different occupations,
Thousands of time on earth we all do word rehearse
Your unused beauty will be used by the earthworms,
But your name blend of words remain on the globes,
When soul flies from the body, love lose beauty charms,
Then your fans on the earth weep with sighs and sobs,

O Lady! When you leave the earth at the fixed time,
Your beauty after years, people find in my rhyme

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

337
When I think in your eyes my love is dying,
My poor heart weeps for your changing trend,
Searching for new love my poor heart is crying,
All come back to its root O my traitor friend,
Change your mind but never change my love,
Change your nice dress and change beauty kit,
Change will with time not love O my Kidglove,
For evening bill and coo some day by me sit,
O Lady, change hates into love; go door to door,
Change love changing women’s trend with will,
Change the world anger, not love, I you implore
Your changing love wants my poor love to kill.

O Rose! Day by day changing love, women’s fall,
Your love is my being but the canker to your pall

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

336
When I see in the glass I recall my happy days,
When I see silver in the hair wrinkles on my face,
I waste my whole life making my mistress’ praise,
Time steals my youth and my heavenly grace,
Youth goes, silver in hair but anger still the same.
When I see in your eyes growing love in vain,
Dying vital force in veins, your excuse is lame,
When I kiss your cheeks I feel a shooting pain,
Yea, Time steals not beauty but anger devours it,
Anger your beauty canker, as vermin in the rose,
No plastic art can your beauty useless beauty kit,
Women’s beauty falls when naval hunger grows,

When your face lost beauty but preserves my verse
The world praises the rhymes you always me curse

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

335
When your pretty being leaves no issue behind,
Your unused beauty inter with you in the tomb,
Where the earthworms will be to you more kind,
Better you not come here you stay in the womb,
You, your cute being on earth, do not customize,
Going against the nature wish your rebellious will,
Injures your pretty soul that from the tomb cries
Leave behind your print unused your beauty still,
To tame you for the issues my efforts go in vain,
My love labor lost in thinking what to do now,
Your false love vow with my being proves feign,
I fall in your pretty love and I do not know, how?

O my Lady love your being, love your issues late,
Your thinking is more narrow, cruel is your fate

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

334
When I compare your beauty with my verse
Your beauty is immortal like human frame,
Like peacock paws in love my being I curse,
I love your beauty but could not heart tame,
When I see time check on your pretty cheeks,
Time steals your beauty; now look in the glass,
Silver in your hair shining, on the front creaks
It is time-beauty game and time wins the toss,
Your praise in my verse will surpass the age,
When you and my breath flies but you remain,
Now your mortal beauty lies in my verse cage,
Deleting you from my verse time effort in vain

Stronger more than cruel time my immortal lines,
When in the tomb with vermin your being dines

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

333
When I see rose blooming in my lovely lawn,
Attractive like Lady’s eyes fluttering in spring air,
Butterflies hanging over the roses in eve and dawn,
I watch day and night beetle-rose love affair,
Like rose beauty my Lady’s love dims very soon,
Its petals like my mistress’ cheeks, morning grace,
Shining like the sunny morn, but the evening ruin,
Parts fall down like Ozymandias, love has no base,
Like rose my mistress’ love withers with cruel age,
Sooner more than flowers die within sullen days,
My heart falls in love while my wisdom presage
Taken away my love from me my Lady’s praise

O Fair Your love dislikes spring flower very soon,
Like a mermaid standing on the lone shore I croon

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

332
When I ponder over my being what I have done,
I waste my life in making my beloved’s praise,
From women’s greedy love and hate I do learn,
Her eye beauty traps love I wonder and amaze,
Women like a baby mood changes with time,
As chameleon changes its color what tree it takes
To prey tiny insects with air what a pretty crime,
My Lady does so when her naval hunger awakes,
O my God, naval hunger on earth is a pretty hell,
It devours vital force bit by bit of human being,
Red lips and rosy cheeks lead to the darkest cell,
Soul dies like a slaughtered bird daily I am seeing

Jealousy lives in heart and love in women’s eyes,
Women’s tongue full of lies, cute eyes full of cries

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

331
When I sleep, in my eyes your image dim and full,
Twinkling like stars your face deceiving my eyes,
My efforts in vain, o God! Your love cry and wool,
Your heart through see-through dress my eye spies,
No heat in your passions I see your love is dying,
No loyalty in your eyes and fair lie on your tongue,
Your eyes reveal your secrets will in your crying,
You can’t be loved with wrinkled cheeks like young,
O Lady, do not open your coral breasts in the sunray,
The moon loses its charm; the darkest will be night,
If the night eclipses, the whole night birds will stray,
Sweetness of fruits and flowers rests on the moonlight.

O Lady! Your unused beauty will be used by earthworm,
If you leave glass on the earth, will increase earthly charms

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

330
Sex: The root of life, a few know it very well,
Sex: The vital force to produce the same print,
Your beauty is unused, O Lady! I call it a hell,
If you use your beauty, I call it a beauty mint,
O Lady! You jealous of your being, not leave,
Your glass behind, after you, your cute face,
Shines on this earth your soul will not heave,
A sigh of sorrow, leave behind a beauty race
Your civilized tongue, unkind to you, why?
You, think, think O Rose, your unused beauty,
Will inter in the grave with your sweet lie,
My fingers praise you it is my moral duty,

When your beauty inters with you in the grave,
When people forget you, my verses you, save.

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

329
My poor love is slain by your cruel crooked knife,
My being dances like a slaughtered bird in sack,
I think, think and more think but I find no strife,
Between you and me, there is no love crack,
When mountain flowers at the top daily bloom,
Touching your silky cheeks smell bearing flowers,
Informing me anon you are still cute and green,
Finding he second love you twenty four hours,
O Lady you lost in the fake waves of face-book,
It is a fake love and the remoter charm of life,
The lover of Face-book liars, disloyal and crook,
Snatching your mind peace adding spiritual rife

O Lady! I am waiting for your being on the shore,
Like a forgotten mermaid, come I love you more

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

328
When gentle rain falls with cool and sweet breeze,
Me seem my Lady’s tears fall from the eyes on cheeks,
In your sad eyes I see some sorrows that increase,
My gloom of day and night for thousands of weeks,
When I recall your youth still fresh like red, red rose,
Love dews falling on the cheeks sweet words on the lip,
I feel gloom when you turn her face and my love goes,
Leaving me in wail and owe losing my love grip.
O Lady! You will leave me but my image will go,
With your being like your shadow goes side by side,
Sometime short, sometime long in the evening row,
You can hide your love, but shadow you cannot hide.

True love; the shadow of lover’s being, follow you,
It records all your deeds in lone if my love is true