SONNET 599
By JH Sayyar
You turn face when I want a kissWhen you want, by force; compel
Your dual nature surely proves this
It is nothing; but a love ending bell
Ah another bark lands on your Bay
To visit zigzags to fulfill your needs
More needs turn you to a wrong way
Grows no roses in Soul Park; weeds!
My love stays in your memory lock
Full of fair truths; Free of all fears!
When you are sad by a moan flock
You realize in loneliness with tears;
My Lady traps me with her painted face
Later proves her act; thought were base
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