Monday, October 24, 2016

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

106
You have left me telling me no cause,
I know you have got the second mate,
Fools accept it against the natural laws,
You for the first now meet your fate.
You reject me and accept other soon,
You are very foolish my Lady, ask her,
How to get the issue ask the baboon,
You to be a traitor the tongue is cur.
Girl’s beauty the injured part of a bitch,
Around it lovers gather in different guise,
Lick the vile blood sitting in the niche,
But her vomits lovingly them terrorize.

No pretty girl on this earth I have seen,
Faithful to her lover from fifty-to-fifteen