SONNET 530
By JH Sayyar
When Koel sings in spring!
I miss you alone in the vale;
My heart is your hair ring!
Cool winds my being hail;
After toil when I fall on bed
I see at your face; no grace
Love in your heart is dead!
The second love to trace!
Find; I have no objection!
Tell the cause or just hate
Fake love fake interaction
Mind makes; love potion;
Why you leave me in hell?
Leave; the reason me tell!
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