562. Come back My Lady come back

SONNET 562

By JH Sayyar

Come back My Lady come back
No music springs from my heart
My soul senses; your eyes hack!
I have forget love expressing art
Tears float on my sad, sad cheeks
Falling on my thighs pure warm1
Full of your love, no mind creaks
Come back O Lady to add charm
Love never dies, even soul flies!!
O Lady my love, feel; in the lines
To find you here I do fall and rise

Moon listens to my weeping cries
But you never, your false love dies