SONNET 493
By JH Sayyar
My Lady you at the other shore
A long distance, haunt me fears
I do remember eyes weep more
On the cheeks fall warm tears!!
I see on my head flying a ghost
Talking to me in an murmur art
Lips move but no sound almost
Woes top to toe; my body part!!
Unmask; Let me see your face!;
Your moving what me shows!?;
Come, do sit by me with pace!
Accept in solitude a jungle rose;
In dreams talking to my being!
Love is a deceit, ah I am seeing
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