SONNET 461
By JH Sayyar
When I see freshness on flowers
Birds and beasts, all holy men
Healing body and soul-powers
All creatures sleeping, is it Den?
Honesty and love we got at birth
We must watch a winsome child
Speaks the truth no statement firth
These two virtues in wild or mild
Our loveless hearts love missing
Lie and greed, leading us to hell
We all spending times in kissing
Ah forget death fall in navel shell
Let us revise our will: ill or well!
We are leading life in a Lie Hell
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