Thursday, June 29, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

443
When cloud of grief overcast my gentle and genial soul
Eyes laden with woes, tears rolling on my cheeks down
My saddened heart weeping, pleasures dying, eyes dole
Emotions cool down with time wearing wisdom gown
My Muse aids me when with words it does compromise
Angles standing taking words in golden tray before eyes
I choose words for rimes shining like gems making wise
Your love supports when I on woe thorns I fall and rise
O Lady false hopes making life full of grief and woes
We live in dream land away from reality a dark dream
My Muse behind beauty, gloom and we happily choose
Beauty sucking pleasure with false love hopes’ beam

When beauty marries to Muse, corrupts it forever
When false hopes grow in soul, all pleasures devour