SONNET 146
By JH Sayyar
Soul is sent on earth to find soul,
The first day lost the Lord took oath,
To be their Creator sends to control,
All kingdoms with life force growth
Marriage is written since the first day,
A wrong choice divorce later or soon,
A right selection turns black to grey,
A single soul cries for the dim moon.
I am not sure whose soul is mine?
Lost on earth coming from the skies,
My soul cries for drinking Muse wine,
All day move with wondered eyes!
A few souls come with a special aim,
In their luck is written perpetual fame.
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