SONNET 442
By JH Sayyar
On my face: two seasons: behold;
Spring and Autumn cute being!
Memory seasons smiles like gold
My weak eyes capture time fleeing
Autumn on face, spring in sad eyes
Autumn on cheeks, spring in bosom
Seasons change: no hue and cries!
Cute and sweet autumn blossom!
Youth traitor like love joins age!
Hides in furrows, in cheeks’ trench;
When love leaves old man in rage
Eats him sits on a memory bench
Youth shines like a maiden’s cheek
Love peeps through eyes every week
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