SONNET 379
By JH Sayyar
In ruth-flame: O Rose! Eyes burn,
Life pleasures melt like a wax drop,
My heart-woe drops fall turn by turn
Woes take different shapes like crop
Love comes sitting in woman’s heart,
Women know deceit since her crawl
Draw women’s deceitful the love cart
Love stays in heart exposes new brawl,
My Lady learns deceit from the crow!
Deceiving the lovers at birth defect,
Stays hate in heart, anger on her brow,
A few know! Cute women’s eye tact!
Women’s love cannot make us great,
Who claim it knowingly exaggerate!
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