SONNET 332
By JH Sayyar
When I think what I have done,
I waste my life in making praise,
From women’s face, hate I learn,
How beauty traps men I amaze,
Women-mood changes with time,
As chameleon on the tree it takes
To prey tiny insects what a crime,
My Lady does so when sex awakes,
O my God, naval hunger a hell,
It devours the soul of human being,
Red lips lead to the darkest cell,
Ah! Souls dying daily I am seeing
Jealousy lives in heart, love in eyes,
Women’s throat is just full of cries
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