Monday, June 12, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

48
My love in your heart godfather imbue,
As one drop of rain for gem in the shell,
Those who get true love like me are few,
We are pious lovers and all know it well.
Cannot hide smile your little pretty eyes
Smile for me Rose the entire world to tell:
Follow me the world jealous love spies,
I do not know how in your false love I fell.
A sick-mind does give a fickle love child,
That dies in the cradle and never is young,
But our love is as sweet as the honey wild,
Therefore in verse your praise I have sung.

Love can't be bound with the promise-chains,
Bind it with loyalty and a loyal love remains