A Bumble Bee
This, my body is made of clay
It sheds off a gram each day
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An unquestionable unique sonnet that radiate with rhythm and rhyme. Well done my friend! 10+
Another fascinating poem....the choice of the Bumble Bee to make a point- is awesome....thanks
The bumble bee is the dark side/not-self having its own way. There is a science of how to restore the body to you. Call it modern yoga....the ancients only pointed the way!
Another interesting aspect of life that you share with us, dear friend. Irene
...bumble bees we are, yes, most of us lose the link with ourselves :)) and bumble around whole life intoxicated with honey...
Your poems have many moods and I am fascinated by each one of them.10, for you. Kind wishes, Sandra
since it lost the link with me it turned into a bumble bee. All noise no substance very thought provoking poem Mamta
The body's journey in life like a bumble bee is beautifully narrated here.
I gave it the fabric that holds The beauty of mind and mold Rachel Ann Butler
Great poem, I get the picture, sometimes life is so unfair.
An allegorical poem. Once we lose touch with the source, we degrade into meaner forms of life! A great write rich in meaning and in perfect rhythm!