Friday, March 17, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

135
All things move in circle none out of it,
The circle can’t be seen by naked eyes,
Only the muse sees direct from the pit,
If you break the circle sure your demise
Man is encircled by a magnetic field,
All call it aura I call it God’s decree,
If some controls as the fingers shield,
Can control the world with no worry
Those who reject God’s unseen powers,
Reject God forgetting ways to right path,
Fall in the hell like the Troy’s lofty towers,
People say luck but I call it God’s wrath.

Trust in unseen power is the system tools,
The wise men accept but reject the fools.