Saturday, June 24, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

376
O Rose1 Your youth will never, never grow old,
Your print in my sunken eyes will be ever young,
My immortal pen has turned your iron age to gold,
Ah! Your fame flag in the milky skies I have hung
When I close my sunken eyes I see your pretty face,
Waiting for my poor love on the bed of red, red rose,
Your cute smile adds charm to your winsome grace,
O Rose! You wake when love anon comes and goes,
O Lady, you my dream princess, free of earthly fall
Free of cruel time claws and free of human wrath,
When time decays all our love shines in Eden hall
I see in vision my love walking on the rosy path

O Lady! I have saved in my balls your pretty youth
But time proves your holy heart free of worldly ruth