Tuesday, April 11, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

226
Do come back; do come back, O my cute Swan,
From the vale of sleep lest slumber fast blowing airs,
Should you astray from your nest, tomorrow dawn;
Appeared on the other shore of sleep without cares,
I see in vision you flying beyond my cool shadows
Of cares and shares slumber fine weather astray you
Seas and sands area same but your upsides down pose,
Turns positive into negative, yea! I say more true,
I wonder when I woke up, my Swan come back soon
In my poor heart hangout, the next resting place,
For future pleasures where forever we will croon,
Love breeds love and good intention love grace.

My cute Swan fly over me to shadow my woeful being
Your sleep shadows finish like spindle good days fleeing