SONNET 462
By JH Sayyar
Oh Lady your mighty vain thought
All things have a end, be not proud
Your beauty is skin deep you it got
Words capture conscious in crowd!
Time changes, all bear and skittles;
Everything is not in the elbow reach
Foolish think; life pleasure brittles!
Wise men follow time trends preach
Everyday men flying to the blue sky
Death sees nothing beauty or a rose
Angles land to take us: upon you fie
Looking into your hearts evil grows
Beauty deceives not Death Angle!!
By any means rancor leads to tangle
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