I Have Soul Of Phoenix Comments

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

I can fly! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Another poem of great depth. Each line carries wonderful thoughts worth to ponder about. Cleverly written.

A fine piece of poetry!

Profound piece. Thank u.anjandev Roy.