Sunday, May 29, 2016

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

My Rose your memories burn my the mighty brain,
Hunger shines in my stomach pain starts in my head,
Awaking wisdom soaring upward with my poetic train,
Watching all the world, awaking all the powers dread,
Your love proves termite making hollow my being,
Like a scarecrow hanging on the corn crop in the field,
To frighten the birds, watching the scarecrow fleeing
Love termite eats my heart and cuts bones like a shield,
I do turn down your love making me meager and stale
Beauty cannot feed belly and upsets my cordial mind,
O My Love, go to them that you do welcome and hail
I say goodbye to your love I am not to you more kind

Ah! Self love: the soul grace and wisdom golden crown,
It is given to those who wear in the cradle truth gown