Saturday, May 28, 2016

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

In the flame of your youth O Rose my life burns,
My life pleasures melt bit by bit like a wax drop,
My woe taking new life in candle bottom discerns
Woes take different shapes as the in the earth crop
Love comes on the earth sitting in woman’s heart,
Women know the art of deceit in love since her craw
Both on the earth draw women’s deceitful love cart
Love peeps through eyes but tongue exposes brawl,
My Lady does learn deceit from the mountain crow
Deceiving maiden’s being a manufacturing defect,
Live in eyes, hate in heart, anger sits on the brow,
A few know on earth who know women’s eyes tact

Women’s love on earth cannot make men sure great,
Those who claim knowing women well exaggerate