Friday, May 27, 2016

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

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Hope like nightingale sitting on a dole leafy branch,
Sings a song for the crest fallen and disappointed nuts,
Who are ready in love land a new adventure to launch,
Some love living palaces and some love living in huts,
When all men leave men on earth hope never leaves,
Like shadow walks side by side with the lover’s soul,
But time has made tiny holes in lock pot like sieves,
Hope candle burns and unburns like the beauty mole,
Eyes loaded with tears heart swells with causeless pain,
Teases every limb of body woes bow down my lumber,
Courage fails, sharp wit dull, my being turns into grain,
But I see the new moon of hole from the land of cumber,

Hope, the might anchor of human soul men links to God,
Hope lives in our barren heart never dies like a tiny toad