Thursday, June 30, 2016

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

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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 sight of sorrow, leave behind a beauty race
Your civilized tongue, unkind to you, why?
You, do 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 crooked knife,
My being dances like a bird in the prey sack,
I think, think and more think I do 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 is liar, disloyal and crook,
Snatching my mind peace adding spiritual rife

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

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

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When gentle rain falls with cool and sweet breeze,
Me seems my Lady’s tears fall from 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 do recall your youth still fresh like rose,
Love dews falling on cheeks love full words on lip,
I feel gloom when you turn her face and 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 an evening row,
You can hide your love, but shadow cannot hide.

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

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

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When I survey your dark heart and sullen eyes,
I do see your fading cheeks and silver in your hair,
In my ears echo echoes false oaths and night cries,
You do kill first to get the second love O MY Fair,
When your talking eyes talk to me in my vision,
I see sitting by you a lover in your foolish mind,
Resembling to my face in my mind confusion,
Ah! Your love with love rope how can I bind
O Rose, I dig a grave in my heart graveyard,
To bury your pretty faults and false your oath,
Bearing your with fine faults it is most hard,
Bearing your hugging with new love growth

O Lady I bury your faults, in love grave forever,
But your nature of deceiving will change never.

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

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When my love leaves you, you will soon realize,
All alone your being, confined in a dreary cell,
With a withered face and in ears echoing cries,
Without my love O Rose your heart will a hell,
Yea! In your memory nest will be no love bird,
Just dried feathers and food in your love nest,
Sad your heart and gloomy your eyes absurd,
Cruel time will make flabby your coral breast,
I have locked your youth in my vision forever,
Your face will be never stale in my mature brain,
When your false love oath will your heart devour,
You recall my holy love in lone will be in vain

O Lady! Your blandishments after me none bears,
Thinking this O God my gleeful heart full of tears

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

325
More sweet than Cupid my pretty mistress’ kiss,
Your soft red, red lips and cheeks glowing in dark,
Shining like ruby in dark your sunken breasts amiss,
Mars your being’s beauty and it is your being spark.
O Rose! Watch the pebbles striking against the shore,
Losing its being bit by bit, yea, all day and night,
Fitful your promises and make vows no more,
It mars the charm of life and increasing self plight,
O Lady, promise; men’s crown, and essence of soul,
It uplifts human grace in life that shines like star
It turns iron into gold but human lies like coal,
Breeds coal, not, but diamond among the coal, par,

O Lady, your eyes and silky cheeks but lips, liar,
And your all false promises leave lovers in mire

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

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O My Lay, withering like a rose your pretty being,
Silver in your head shining like sand on the beach,
People call you callous I call you a shadow fleeing,
Leave glass of your beaming being, I you beseech,
Your stubborn nature breaks the poor lover’s heart,
No print behind you leaving on this wide, wide glob,
To worship your beauty, you still young and smart,
But you with your cunning smile my pleasure rob
Your invert sleeping mars the beauty of your breast,
Your deep sunken eyes, now flabby and sullen teat,
It is your being flaw O Rose, and your being pest,
But your cheeks glowing like diamond in the peat,

With your mortal beauty pride, one day you will die,
Your tearful eyes reflect your past repentance-cry.

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

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O Rose, you avoid me, while I sing your praise,
You will die one day by after you, my poor verse,
Among people of the world your status will raise,
When you, your old lovers after you will curse,
Evergreen nothing on earth, one day all will decay,
By the claw of cruel time; none can conquer time,
But a few believe in it when wise men this says
My verses, full of your praise give glee in rhyme,
Holy love lives in holy soul and soul never dies,
My love goes with you when your poor soul flies,
Holy soul lives in soul, in heaven again will rise
And all will listen in heaven true love soul’s cries

O My Lady, sit by me, someday merrily in lone,
Alas! You will not see my shadow when I am gone

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

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When I fall in love of my past golden days,
I recall my youth free of all wails and woes,
I waste my life making my mistress’ praise,
I get nothing but find in my lap many a rues,
All faces do float in my deep memory lake,
Dim and shine as a pretty fish in wavy ocean
Their talking fall on my head like white flake
Sometime I recall my mistress’ commotion
O God, past memories burn my heart like hell,
As sinful are burnt in the hell fire of stone,
Never quenching fire more heat I cannot tell,
My whole bitter past my vision has me shown,

Ah! Past visions make men young in old age,
As the pretty faces make the duller more sage

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

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Time conquers beauty spell but not sweet thought,
The power of human soul beauty for a short time,
Lives with the beauty carriers written in the lot,
Stopping beauty with plastic art; a self deceit crime,
O Rose, men’s and women’s inner thoughts reveal,
The word, love, reflecting the lusty nature of beau,
Yea! It mars soul beauty and makes a sinful deed,
As the sunflower beauty dies when sun does go,
I love my being, and your pretty being is mine,
Your beauty shadow of my holy thoughts on earth,
Your immortal beauty shows my verse every line,
More beauty I see on earth but, honest beauty dearth.

O MY Rose, roam on the earth, you will never find,
I am your true friend and lover with a honest mind

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

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My mistress’ eyes shine like stars in the sky,
My mistress’ beauty infuses soul into dead,
Looking at my mistress’ beauty all lovers die,
Ruthful thoughts in her soul Nature has fed,
After dressing up when my mistress does walk,
Heaven smiles from above looking at her pace,
Enhancing earthly beauties awesome her stalk,
Yea! Like pixy her foot marks none can trace,
One day surely, my mistress’ beauty will fly,
Silver in her hair and wrinkles on her cheeks,
The glass will tell her wrinkles symbolizing lie,
None will kiss you O Rose even once in a week.

When face beauty dies tongue beauty protect you,
If your thoughts are pure lies, you do die in rue.

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

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I see faithfulness in dream wearing a black garb,
Sitting in the poor’s hut on the pillow sullen face,
Tattered dress, wrinkled cheeks, on the neck barb,
But my third eye watches, her being full of grace,
Loyalty, the trust of soul lives in the lover’s soul,
Woman; a goddess of love and its beauty is carol,
Shining like ruby looking through the window sill,
I do find all women fair but increasing naval lust,
Changes heaven into hell anon as my wisdom spies,
Spreading orgasm billows break the lover’s trust,
Die all grosser wishes and behind remain love cries.

When women fall in love cannot see lovers’ fault,
And does lose maidenhood by naval lust assaults

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

318
I do miss you not O Fair! All day and night,
Your love and youth live in my gloomy eyes,
Your smiling face talking to my love is right,
But in your heart I see my poor love surmise,
Your coming shows me your going mood,
Your smiling exposes your cunning in heart,
Your tongue polite but your eyes are rude,
Searching for a true love in love less mart,
Fake love in women’s eyes I see everyday
O Rose, love grows in soul, soul never dies,
We are in each other’s lap but love far away,
Lie in your heart I watch O Lady upon you fie

Women’s tongue tell a lie, true love eyes reveal,
But youth love in your arms now I do not feel,

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

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Love eats my heart is a canker of my head,
Breeds in flower and lives in hidden seed,
It stays in the flower with soft petal shred,
I wonder where it comes from when I read,
Doubt: a love canker it breaks lover’ vow,
It separates soul from soul very, very soon,
What is doubt? But greed, I do really trow,
But my love free of doubt like shining moon,
O Fair! Let us start loving on the earth again,
To restore peace at the earth four corners,
Love human goal and keeps cool the brain,
It purifies the soul of lover, and glee garners,

Women’ love I do find ever in her pretty eyes,
Greed in her poor heart and tongue full of lies

JH Sayayr's Sonntes

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Yester night I make a visual trip on my poetic wing,
Of the four corners of this jealous and callous world,
Reaching at the US Land I take gladly wine and sing,
Standing among the belles at the beach silver sand,
I see! Love cries at the US Land, at the city street,
The nation full of love and manners I see, everywhere,
Reaching at the beach, men and women me do greet,
With open hearts and minds dancing among the Fairs
I do find the US Peoples, lover of all human rights,
I see equal love for men and women, bird and animal,
My visual visit sees not there many brawls and fights,
Over trivial things, it is a paradise of love, not hell.

I do find US men and women all full of heavenly love,
That is why, God’s blessings showering from the above