SONNET 394
By JH Sayyar
Ah! Once I recall past happy days,
Thinking about it; tears in the eyes,
In twinkling of an I started to gaze
More than acts wisdom refines cries,
When I think my eyes full of tears,
Tears not frozen in the cute balls,
I could not speak, bad deeds’ fears,
I sit behind her listening to its calls,
I slept where I sat and saw a dream,
A man on the throne wearing crown,
Among Eden trees with friends seem,
Doing nothing, eats and bow down!
When I awake; body in the dark night,
My soul was happy with the holy sight
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