SONNET 142
By JH Sayyar
Fate nothing but the slave of time,
All move in a circle listen, O Fair,
I expose the secret in a secret rime,
Time controls our all earthly affair.
Time moves always within a wheel,
Every moment full of rise and fall,
Lucky goes up unlucky down in deal,
Sometimes wise men go to the wall.
To control luck, do follow the circle,
Telling you in codes about all things,
Doing at wrong time leads to the hell,
More than holy magic golden wings
Wise knows the secret of sowing well!
The foolish knows not; fall in the hell.
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