348. When I fall on thorny none consoles,

SONNET 348

By JH Sayyar
When I fall on thorny none consoles,
Every body part injures when I crawl,
Selfish people leave all in life doles,
All to me prove merciless and traitor,
When woes encircle pleasures leave,
Turn faces all; isolation bites my heart,
My tearful eyes, dying wishes grieve,
All leave in the lurch; woes life part,
All flee Dear; woes look more sooth
Wisdom fails, just trust does work,
Opening the third eye I curse youth,
Al last all sorrows infuse in soul perk.

My love takes me far away from life,
I do forget God now life; full of strife

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