My Just Queen Poem by Mohammad Younus

My Just Queen



A young bee, meant to be,
A symbol of peace and harmony,
Stings the innocent oldman,
The Queen expells her,
Out of her holy presence,
Her nose leads her away,
From the fragrant flowers,
She roams about as an outcast,
And loves to kiss and hug,
Dung, shit, and human feces,
He never provoked her,
She is my just Queen.

Mykoul

My Just Queen
Tuesday, June 16, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: mystical
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success