Friday, March 17, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

139
O fate weep not good days are coming,
Flying around you like a tamed pigeon,
Weeping eyes ponder pointing something,
I see there dancing in my hellish vision.
Your memory encourages in sullen days,
And overwhelming love looks your face,
Then O lady my poor heart for you prays,
Making you immortal my being to efface
The world is cruel more I'm a gentleman,
Forgives soon those who do me wrong,
Therefore my jealous friend is my fan,
After me do sing a heart-warming song

Woes behind love teaches this lessons,
None can write in lines love expressions.