SONNET
291
By JH Sayyar
You can see me, but cannot touch,
Yea! I am a roaming spirit of earth,
I come
when you in danger much!
As pain from the sky in a baby birth
Soul goes in the heaven; body in hell,
When they are burnt in hell solid fire,
After this they are thrown to dwell,
Over their heads hanging God’s ire!
In Eden cute fairies with you on beds,
Dancing all night wearing white attire
Enjoy all glorious blessed newlyweds,
Carrying in the hearts no jealousy fire
Ah! Come here, leave this jealous world,
Earth for you prison, here we are like bird
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