SONNET 591
By JH Sayyar
I see your eyes and red cheeks!Tiredness flies falling on the bed
Heart flutters; face full of creeks!
Ah your love proves a green shed
O Lady your love; my heart peace
Your trust; peace my sunken eyes
My trust in you does never cease
I bury faults in grave till surmise!
Loyal love dies not even after rest
It shines like comet in the blue sky
Impious love for lovers’ soul pest
Eats the lovers’ soul; mouth dry!!
O lady come; sit by me to console
My poor heart! Without any goal
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