I Have Soul Of Phoenix Poem by MAHTAB BANGALEE
I Have Soul Of Phoenix
wounded I'm
not by the bee stings;
but by the kisses of butterfly
all the brimful hemlock cup
dance beyond my happiness
by born love I can fly
wings I have soul of phoenix
from the every flying ash
all sadness death I make die!
-October 11,2019 Chattogram
(10/10/2019 11: 00: 00 PM"
wounded I'm not by the bee stings; but by the kisses of butterfly... Beautiful, I like this expression, dear poet.
The innate power of every human being, made for survival! Once accessed, it transcends itself!
ur lucky being kissed by butterflies even bees don't kiss me ere they die
Another poem of great depth. Each line carries wonderful thoughts worth to ponder about. Cleverly written.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/3/2025 11:23:38 AM # 1.0.0
Profound piece. Thank u.anjandev Roy.