SONNET 308
By JH Sayyar
When I think to write for readers,
Thoughts float on the mind screen,
I think readers wise than headers,
Like cock crowing the spirit seen,
It is not a my visual mind freak,
Reason: The slave of emotions,
The root of human actions is weak,
As a voice in sacrifice commotions
Silence is the root of universe,
The essence of wisdom and soul
Keep it in wallet as money in purse,
Life secret O Lady, is God’s carol.
Silence is to man as smell to rose,
Prudence comes with time shows
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