Sunday, May 7, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

When my poor love dies, you will weep no more,
Love passions change with the passage of time,
When the second love welcomes you on the shore,
If you get the second love, you commit a crime,
You are young; you may get the second love soon,
For the lusty pleasure and passing time in leisure
If you do so O Fair! The first love will surely ruin,
But your will reflecting eyes just for lusty pleasure,
You say me goodbye, but tell me goodbye reason,
What you think O Rose and what is your heart?
If you have no cause of denying love, a treason,
But I think, cheat is every woman’s nature part.

My heart weeps when I recall all my sweet days,
I waste half life in kissing and half in your praise