SONNET 502
By JH Sayyar
All cry when I think in lone good!!
All made by God with tender hand
Tell where cankers live in the wood
None on earth but God make grand
Light and darkness in the sun; store
First pure, second hell; a real night!
A candle light hanging at ever door;
Makes in gloom; black pure white!
A man’s name, a man’s recognition
Man is nothing but evergreen name
On the earth forever its completion
Bad set name in a cruel time frame!
Name or time in the Scripture same;
None but the poets cruel time tame!
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