Friday, September 30, 2016

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

207
When you smile, smile my emotions,
When the Mooney eyes sleep at night,
When it creeps into soul with devotions,
It captures your sweet dreams to delight
My love stays in your sleeping eyes,
And my mortal body turns into dust,
My being scatters when I do analyze,
Body and soul linker sensibility is must.
Where your soul beauteous body leaves,
Entering into my body my poor soul flies,
And never does come back until it grieves,
My precious soul and I till the sunrise.

Thus your love is a thief steals my heart,
Your cunning eyes know this wonder art.