SONNET 614
By JH Sayyar
O Lady! I am fighting with two armiesPains and Time want to decay my being
Your separation woes, my life, decrease
Time follows me fast I am surely seeing
Your grief shortens life, Time takes away
My life just and yea can do nothing more
After death my golden words will sway!
Over the world and will never, never bore
O Rose! I your bitter love do immortalize
I do encage your sweet woes and sorrows
In words’ cage with sweet and bitter cries
Words remain behind when someone goes
O Lady you leave faithlessness behind you
Scandalizing love and lovers I do say true!
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