SONNET 344
By JH Sayyar
Life is nothing but a game of fate,
Fate is nothing, but men’s essays,
Bit by bit struggle makes men great,
Flowers get perfume crossing phase,
Daily dawn appears with a new hope,
When unlucky sleeps fortune awake,
Luck dance I see on the fortune rope,
But ill wives make sighs and sobs,
I see luck supporting the foolish men,
In files, building made of pure steel,
Luck makes rich but conscious a fen,
Guides simple hearts with a fair deal;
Trust in fate, leave the efforts of hand,
Remain in the motion makes all grand
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