Thursday, August 10, 2017

JH Sayyar's Sonnets

I see the colored flowers in the town,
Each bud says that I am your Mary
I recall love in the yellow gown,
Pink lips and mood was happy very
Tears float in eyes when I miss you,
Me seems that my poor heart is ill,
To console me come my lady’s vow,
Then pleasures come, my heart to fill.
I weep O! Lady like a missing child,
You appear in the guise of cool breeze,
I kiss your cute eyes full of honey wild,
I sleep the whole night with love ease.

It is nothing but my Fair’s love charms,
That eats my heart as dead by the worms