SONNET 24
By JH
Sayyar
Your cunning eyes me teach,
How to praise beauty in rimes,
Brings images for pen to preach,
Among the green writers of times
The Muse forgets not the knights,
Who reformed evils for paradise
Defeated soul evils in the fights
I listen to Muse’s hue and cries
Beauty God’s art is spreading,
But all times, misunderstood,
Men misuse in history heading,
The murders in cities and wood
When I recall God’s perfect skill,
Among all, men is imperfect still
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