Wednesday, August 31, 2016

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

179
Do read my lines carefully you will get,
Tears that I have found living on this soil,
All sorrows, sufferings and a love threat,
And except these I get nothing with my toil.
My words full of wisdom if you ruminate,
Each line carries deduction of earthly affair,
Love nothing knowledge something pelf great,
The more life becomes ill the more you care.
Don’t advise anyone don’t depend on other,
Do follow your direction in all matters of life,
Emotion world full of charm later you bother,
As in a cultured home an old churlish wife.

All pleasures lie in it do something for self,
And all curses are hidden in chase of pelf