SONNET 248
By JH
Sayyar
Come, let us spread on the way:
Love among the poor gaily laze
Charity: the poor’s right we pay,
With our eyes at them we gaze,
Love like a glass exposes rays,
Reflects beauty with dual face,
Hidden in eyes, when I amaze,
Spread love; new love to trace,
I like your; your faults to mend,
All evils, I hail in my holy aim,
Women’s sobs the change trend
I fail to correct them, I do claim
I trust in woman’s love; not fault,
Changes sugar in mountain salt!
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