SONNET 439
By JH Sayyar
Your smiles bite; kiss cuts heart
Eyes, and cheeks my love cheat
Pain increases, you know the art
Of crushing heart under your feet
O Lady, youth; not with you ever
Time comes; silver shines in hair
Glass tells, youth touches never!
In old age you listen to the affair;
You do what do; time steals grace
Your cheeks and your pink breast
Time snatches, a trembling pace!
Crawl to grave; for an eternal rest
Ah! Memories time cannot steal!
My love in old age young; you feel
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