Thursday, June 29, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

441
You leave me alone making my being a statue of woe
Tears in my eyes rolling down on my wrinkled cheeks
Your pretty face in the mind you love nothing but rue
Over the past sins of bill and coo full of anguish weeks
Love true or false cools down with the cruel time flow
When youth leaves body love sneaks sway turning face
Never looks behind taking with self pretty youth glow
Just leaves behind the tattered being you cannot trace
Now I weep over your beauty and my untamed youth
Where both have gone leaving scarecrows on the tree
Time is our thief steals our youths without any ruth
But never mind all store in mind and I am not worry

Time steals all but cannot steal your sketch in brain!
It shines like a crystal brook with sweet memory rain