Monday, June 12, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

31
I find Cupid sleeping among the trees:
Around him dancing nymphs I see in vision,
Looking at his pretty face my wishes cease,
To stay there forever I took a decision.
When he does awake I saw in his eyes,
My pretty mistress standing by his side,
Gives her hand to Cupid love never dies,
And his pious love that knows no pride.
Lucky are those who loyal love receives:
Cupid love-brand sees on my Lady’s face,
The man who gets it does not deceive,
And roam over earth a true love to trace

My sweet love is a Cupid’s newly born child,
Your love is sweeter more than honey wild.