SONNET 328
By JH Sayyar
When rain falls with cool breeze,
Your tears fall from the cheeks,
In your eyes I see sorrows increase,
My gloom for thousands of weeks,
When I recall your youth and pose,
Love dews falling on the red lip,
I feel sad when your love goes,
Leaving me alone without lip grip.
You, leave me but my sad eyes go,
With you like brinks side by side,
Sometime short or long in a row,
You hide love with a gentle chide
True love; soul union, follows you,
Records all deeds if my love is true
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