A Bumble Bee
This, my body is made of clay
It sheds off a gram each day
It started its journey as a lump
On the watery surface bumped
I gave it the fabric that holds
The beauty of mind and mold
Made it up in radiant colors
Lighted with grace and valor
Nurtured it with flesh and blood
Stunning ornate gems in it I stud
I made it my favorite doll
Rolled up into pride scroll
Since it lost the link with me
It turned into a bumble bee.
Great poem, I get the picture, sometimes life is so unfair.
I gave it the fabric that holds The beauty of mind and mold Rachel Ann Butler
The body's journey in life like a bumble bee is beautifully narrated here.
since it lost the link with me it turned into a bumble bee. All noise no substance very thought provoking poem Mamta
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!
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
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And what then of the bumble bee my dear C.P.10