Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Jh Sayyar's Sonnets

270
God makes me first and puts in my tiny soft skull,
Wisdom and reason to control uncontrolled actions,
But before love I prove my being useless and dull,
Taming not my emotions turn into commotions,
In lust and lust full actions I fall in unholy pleasure,
Reason sits calmly watching my doings in lone,
Guiding me not reason in sinful time in leisure,
Thus evil penetrates in my soft flesh and bone,
Reason cannot control emotions commits crimes,
In lone against conscious, no repentance but miss,
Reason supports evil actions in a day many times,
But a man’s being: a slave of passions and kiss.

Sitting in my couch I am waiting for holy spark,
Waiting, waiting but my being is not up to mark

Jh Sayyar's Sonnets

269
The slave of passions and the slave of reason,
Yea! Two kinds of people on earth I do find,
Everything changes but no change with season,
In both, but reason and passions both soul grind,
Reason follows passions: the slave of desire,
Reason does nothing but strong arguments,
Ignoring good or bad results like by birth liar,
Reason is activated when a passion intends.
Passions wrapping in garb of reason or thought,
Look to the watchers a pure reasonable act,
Knowing not the decision of desire of caught
Thus our wisdom on earth to death brought

In between passions and reasons we all are fool,
Always passions get victory over reason a rule

Jh Sayyar's Sonnets

268
Sweet love, rethink, your love is not fair,
Like mountain snow or like a lake in the pit,
Sits mud and sands in bottom layer by layer,
The whole lake muddy if doubt snails do hit,
Love that travels from moral mind to soul,
And must travel to pit silently in the lake,
One light other heavy, balance out of control
Ah! Light searches for light for her being sake
Sweet love, stay with me in my love full eyes,
To show me right path in a dark street of life,
Life jerks cannot be seen in dusk and my cries,
Cry for your holy love that is free of strife.

Holy love: a flower, I welcome you in spring,
Without love my Lady, my love is nothing

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

267
Precious gifts, Yea! Waste of time will decay,
But your beauty remains immortal in my rime,
Free of time and space like sinking moon in bay,
Generation to generation but beauty keeps time,
No war but all men’s mortal works over turn,
Steel and stone structures will be rooted out,
And waters of the seven seas fire shall burn,
But your name will live rime surely no doubt,
Your being good, and good remains forever,
Even after death it spreading force of heaven,
Truth is the name of God will fade never, never,
Wise men know it well as the mountains a raven

You will remain in my eyes and in my holy rime
I convert a mortal thing into an immortal crime,

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

266
Helen’s beauty your image but no print you behind,
It is against natural laws you think on it you to night,
Playing kids in park you cute children do remind,
What is darkness nothing but the absence of light?
Canker lives in cute flowers and its petals eats,
And destroys the beauty of rose and die at the end,
Your deny your canker mars your love grace,
It grows within the flowers but does not send,
But the flowers and its virtue but not its shades,
That within days die but not with the sun rays,
Birds fly over the flower without canker raids,
None can see it but seen by moral eyes gaze,

Your truth id words remain O Lady you will die,
To trace your truth in air after you my heart cry.

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

265
O Lady! All know you well you are so cute,
All shining flowers shade reflect on your face,
Your golden hair male all men anon mute,
Your dimple on the cheeks adds more grace,
Your beauty natural, free of painted beauty art,
Helen’s beauty art hides hide all skin defects,
But in your beauty reflects your simple heart,
Enhancing your simple smile your face effects,
Her cheeks color spread in all pretty flowers,
Her breath lessens pain, woes and sorrows,
Of all men and women in lone in few hours,
Her breasts sight changes rising eye brows,

God give you Helen beauty to calm tearful eyes,
Your sweet kiss makes anon all the dullest wise

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

264
AH! I have a master key to open pleasure lock,
Others do not know the lock inner complex design,
All try to open it and get a body jerking shock,
At last the wicked wits have to hopefully resign,
To guard pleasure lock jealousy sit at the door,
With many a changes shapes, key wearing in ears,
Listening praise smiles and happy more and more,
But when eyes face the eyes both full of fears,
Unlock the pleasure lock with the key child smile,
Free of cheat its language known to everyone,
Child, old and young all know it lazy or agile,
But knowing its phonemes is not an easy fun,

Child smile: the master key to unlock pleasure gate,
But hate and jealousy locks the master lock of fate

Jh Sayyar's Sonnets

263
My heart: My life clock counts my sullen days,
Heart beat clicking lessens days, months and years
No one to count beats I do to the Maker praise,
How our heart changes anon pleasure into tears,
No mistake like men clock it makes in count,
No hour strike, no stop and no handle to control,
It records in second men’s whole life account.
No stop in men’ life it is plying its might role,
Of every second life clock keeps our record,
Of deeds of day and night thoughts in crowd,
Common eye see not but watching more hard,
Taking its record it goes with pure while shroud,

Life secret lies in life clock and its musical beat,
As the diamond luster lies in coal mine peat.

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

262
Alas! I not know my life journey how is too long,
I travel on time train sometime slow, sometime fast,
Singing on time boat freely how to life prolong,
Time is more; life is short, thinking it downcast,
Getting tired on the way I sit in heavenly vale,
Swollen, choked throat and a parching tongue,
Alas! All fruits everywhere but no water in dale,
A nice garden that makes all old woes young,
Time bridle controls life horse with a bloody spurs,
The rider’s feet cannot walk with the horse might
Time horse long journey kills on the way all curs,
Some die of hunger and some die of lone fright

When my Lady’s face swims on my mighty mind,
Looking at her pretty eyes seem she is to me kind

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

261
Time does not come again like ocean wave,
But I know your infancy, childhood and youth,
In my memory lock is captured your tart behave,
Breaking my poor heart feeling you more sooth,
Surely I will open my memory lock in old age,
To see time circle changes in my love again,
Fading lips and hair, and youth in wrinkled cage,
But yours playing with me in my memory lane
Love growing with age, youth captive in time frame,
But increasing naval lust, but decreasing body force
Life nothing, but between youth and old age game,
None of the two finds on earth the right course,

Why to love my Love, my Love has moral flaws,
Hate breeds not love, tea! It is my fighting cause

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

260
I know, no falsity I do see when I am born,
Since cradle till now I learn the whole truth,
But on growing up my moor soul was worn
A black garb of lie, from top to toe in youth,
On growing up, I do separate truth from lie,
One by one in lone but heavenly books reveal,
Darkness all around, when golden light rays fly,
From earth or when the Angels all lights steal,
Light: blend of light, darkness and more heat,
Heat, passion, lie, darkness, but light in fire,
What connects light and darkness? It is heat,
If dissolves light remain behind dark liar,

Lies is darkness, but lights the whole truth,
Light: smile. Falsehood, concubine of ruth

Jh Sayyar's Sonnets

259
There is a war between my passions and reason,
Passions try to break the circle of reason but vain,
Wisdom rejects it forcefully and calls it treason,
Against natural laws, it makes life full of pain,
Reason lives in y brain, passions in my heart,
Passions change, but reason not, to argue futile,
Reason cannot be bought but passions from mart,
Nothing hidden from reason watching from a mile,
Reason gives us pleasure and passions grief,
As thorns around buds protection of flower,
My Muse tells you all secrets in words brief,
Why turns pale, do think, a red rose tiny leaf,

Always cut passions’ carrion from reason knife,
Then on earth will be your short life free of strife

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

258
My passion and reason both are at fatal war,
Emotions instigate to kiss her coral breast,
Reason forbids to so sleeping kiss will mar,
My trust and I think let her take sound rest,
I think, you dream my face with killing ruth,
I am sitting there O Lady! In your pretty eyes,
And see your all deeds of childhood and youth,
And your vile will when from sleep you rise,
Remove all mortal thoughts from your bosom
All recorded in life book, we know it or not,
Even our thinking or our entire open twosome,
Every deed is written here be of palace of cot,

I hate you not O Lady, but your jealous thought,
No mart on earth, from where you it brought

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

257
O Lady! Your mood is air and your passions are fire,
Alas! Burn my wisdom cottage and turns into ash,
My sweet, Sweet dreams remain unfulfilled desire,
But your bitter hate and hate does my love crash,
When men leave earth, leave behind two things,
Hate and love but hate dies with the soul death,
Love remains behind and flies on golden wings,
New love is born from the dying Phoenix breath
At last breathe flies just bone body remains behind,
Wearing white dress on moving bed going there,
Where we are eaten by earth worms flesh and mind,
But good deeds will be on earth after death snare,

Thinking on my deeds on earth I am not more glad,
But my mistress is coming to me, I am not more sad,

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

256
When my poor love is summoned in love palace,
I see Beauty queen sitting proudly on envy throne.
Treachery in her moony eyes, shining face jealous,
To kill my love silky hair gallows was me shown,
Wisdom my lawyer puts forward just one request,
Before jealous beauty queen to argue the real case,
Pondering over the case beauty judge order to arrest,
Love, wearing black dress, put it in a dark place,
Always passions put of the lamp of wisdom at last,
Love is passion, beauty wisdom. Gets sure defeat,
In wisdom and passion battle with heavy sigh blast,
Tears, sighs and sobs all add in fighting more heat,

Wisdom and passion both do play hide and seek,
Wisdom listens anon to the blind passions shriek

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

255
When I sleep in my couch with opened eyes,
They view hidden seven heavens and hells,
I hear beating with fire lash, the sinners’ cries,
No soul to rest there but more fires on all dells,
When I sleep my soul does leave my frame,
And watch you all night tour heavenly face,
Sitting in lovers’ shadow your love to tame,
Hate sits in your eyes and adding more grace,
How turn you my sweet love into bitter hate,
Human heart full of love, but hate devils’ vale,
Proving hate with argues and people call it fate,
No fate but laws of nature make men great,

If I see your face at night morn turns into day,
Your hate turns love day into night I surely say.