Stung Hun Poem by Vevna Forrow

Stung Hun



I was a lost bee
I drowned once without the sun
I was stung by unsweetened honey

I floated often alone
I flew without a sunny tone
Art became my hive
Creation became my home


The truth buzzes within me
My bumble story is liquid poetry

Tuesday, February 15, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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By Jazz Marie Kaur aka Vevna Forrow
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