SONNET 441
By JH Sayyar
When you leave I a statue of woe
Tears float on my wrinkled cheeks
Your face in mind, no love but rue
Over the sins full of anguish weeks
False love cools down time-flow!
When youth goes; time steals grace
Never looks behind: Ah youth glow
Just leaves furrows on the cute face
I weep over you; my untamed youth
Both leave as a scarecrow on the tree
Time thief steals youth with no ruth
But all store in mind I am not worry
Time steals all, your sketch in brain!
Shines like comet with memory rain
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