Sunday, May 7, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

309
When I see your face O Fair with my smiling face,
I do keep down my fears of separation before you,
That goads me like a tamed white cat full of grace,
When I call you my, my being full of pretty rue,
Time will conquer your age but you in my mind,
Fresh your childhood and pretty colored youth,
You all to your lovers, kind, but to me unkind,
You to me why ruthless and have on other ruth
Doubt canker eating your love petals of flower,
It grows with flower and does stay in it always,
Yea! Canker in the flower does rose-beauty mar,
More strong it’s being and kills not the sun rays.

Doubt is a love canker, eats love like earth worm,
Free of doubt love never loses its eternal charm.