SONNET 331
By JH Sayyar
When I sleep, in eyes your image full,
Twinkle like stars; face deceives eyes,
My efforts are in vain, your love wool,
Heart through see-through dress spies,
No heat in passions I see; love dying,
No loyalty in eyes, fair lie on tongue,
Your eyes reveal all in your crying,
Now you cannot be treated like young,
O Lady, do not open breasts in sun rays,
Moon loses charm; dark will be night,
If night eclipses, a night bird strays,
Fruit and flowers rest on moonlight.
Your beauty will use surely earthworm,
If you leave print behind, more charms
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