Friday, July 21, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

21
Your beauty teaches me this universe,
From your beauty lends your grace,
Gold is nothing but the force of embers,
Divine beauty reflects on your pretty face.
Think on which rests your love fame,
Your beauty or my mightier pen power,
My pen is stronger in the line frame,
I capture your beauty in the word-power.
I know beauty around me more and more
But no one sings in rhyme your praise.
I mention you and your being I adore,
In my immortal lines I myself amaze.

Our holy love Mary in this world prevails,
I make you immortal when your beauty fails.