SONNET 55
By JH
Sayyar
My love I leave you never alone:
Nothing single here all are in pair,
Do get other love when I am gone,
I know not O Lady your bed-share
People call you traitor, believe in not,
You the product of man’s erotic will,
Who is cruel, time proves on the spot,
Girl’s beauty and smile a fine skill
How you spent after me two days?
None here O Rose forever to live,
I find you faithful whenever I gaze,
Keep in mind, doubts in love spive
After me, true love will be all in vain,
I always do die when my will is slain.
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