Thursday, August 31, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

253
Your erotic soul commits crimes always in leisure,
When my being you forget and change lover at night,
You fall prey to lovely lust in pursuing pleasure,
Smile on the wrinkled face, for all lovers’ termite,
Your beauty deceives; eyes capture all mighty hearts,
Your coral breasts give pleasure even to the old,
Sunken eyes your kiss makes fresh all wrinkled parts,
And your hugging makes the cowards anon bold,
When greed woos with money invites flying vulture,
In silky curtained room flying all night with dismay,
Searching dead for food their at night modern culture,
And their crying invites others flying far and far away.

Your beauties tempt hearts via eyes unseen laser rays,
Burn all wishes of life anon your strong kissing craze