Saturday, May 28, 2016

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

362
When love grows in soul like a bud of spring season,
First poor heart sings pretty songs all day in lone,
Why the spring birds sing song none can tell reason,
How record of human deeds in kept in the Luz bone,
When in pretty women’s heart a true love opens eye,
Thus love closes reason balls hiding lover’s defects,
Love makes ears deaf forever, to worldly hue and cry,
And makes holy day and night pretty love sinful acts
Emotions drive wisdom Love Goddess is not blind
When love light prevails in soul all acts look fine,
Day and night all deeds, watched by human mind,,
None can but the heat of time waves do love refine

Love canker is doubt but love eye is strong intention,
I do call past happy days of love the old age pension