Wednesday, July 19, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

A wild bear my lovely lady Amy tames,
And calls him at her home lovingly Bo:
It does cunningly her right arm maims,
Ah now do reap sweetie what you sow
Girls fall in a fix when the beaus pamper,
But a false promise brings a false vow,
Bases on beauty knowingly that cur,
But a true love creeps into a soul slow.
All beauty searchers fall in married life,
But of all greedy loves no result appears,
And before the kids occurs a fatal strife,
Such love makes the eyes full of tears.
A true love my sweetie two souls unites,
Stands like a rock when anyone in plights.