Monday, June 19, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

262
Alas! I not know my life journey how is long?
I travel on the time train slow, sometime fast,
Singing on the time boat how to life prolong,
Time is more; life is short, thinking it downcast,
Getting tired on the way I sit in a heavenly vale,
Swollen, choked throat and a parching tongue,
Alas! All fruits everywhere but no water in dale,
A nice garden that makes all old woes young,
Time bridle controls life horse with a bloody spurs,
The rider’s feet cannot walk with the horse might
Time horse long journey kills on the way all curs,
Some die of hunger and some die of a lone fright

When my Lady’s face swims on my mighty mind,
Looking at her pretty eyes seem she is to me kind