Wednesday, August 31, 2016

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

182
Macro world is packed into a micro world,
All reflections lie in it before its creation,
The reflections produce our pretty words,
Nothing new on earth but matter variation
A cute mini world is hidden in a tiny gene,
All wisdom fail to understand its nature,
How it is produced in the womb of a teen,
I do call it the God’s unfinished signature.
Our mind is microcosm know it will care,
If you do not know how can you know?
The macro world is with you everywhere,
And we do forget here our first day vow.

Love is on earth the micro world puzzle,
Wisdom views openly definitely muzzle