SONNET 119
By JH Sayyar
My Lady looks cute with pretty ruth,
Your rosy eyes add charm to the face,
Your hair spread on the neck smooth,
Your light gait adds charm to the grace.
Tears could not tame your rusty mind,
May be a new lover sits in your heart,
Rejects holy love sitting you behind
Most tough to know your coquette art
Love attracts love, love not by hate
I choose you to love the choice dreck
I always hang on your dancing gait,
Making on heart a little black speck
My love is holy O Faithless but I woo,
But you cunningly heart not to me true.
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