Saturday, June 24, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

366
I meet a traveler on the way in the sunny eve,
Who told me his mistress is more true and fair,
Five years pass but she does not me deceive,
Today she comes not here I am full of woe,
Listening to his talk I unlock my locked throat,
I awaiting my love sitting here for five years,
Alas! I cannot sleep love for my eyes a mote,
Your eyes tarrying for her my eyes full of tears,
He lost in my eyes and sits by me on the ground,
Looking into my tearful eyes he shouts with joys,
Watching her face in my eyes her joys no bound,
I sadly say for women the lovers’ heart just toys,

Now agreeing with me he says love a self deceit
Arm to arm love travels mighty hearts sighs beat