SONNET 307
By JH Sayyar
Woman: a nature force I think,
An image appears of a being,
Bites my heart with a dim link
Remains behind; age is fleeing,
Beauty never stays with you,
Bad deeds remain here forever,
Represent ill thoughts with woe,
Bad will all pleasures devour.
Your smile like a red, red rose,
Your cheeks shine in dark night,
Moon beauty your breasts expose,
Beauty adds charm to pen might
I see false smile; full of deceit,
My third eye sees your heart beat
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