Monday, October 24, 2016

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

120
Rose your pink breast as soft as wax,
Your eyes add charm to your grace,
Looking at your pretty face I relax,
When in my dream your image I trace.
Beauty adds some faults in a whore,
That mars her face charm within days,
As willful waves do destroy sea shore,
Hence I write your thinking not praise.
No beauty in face but in lover’s eyes,
No love on earth but sex binds souls,
One admits truth the others surprise,
So love and sex both opposing poles.

All greedy loves never live a hundred year
Its ends darkness when sun rays appear