No More A Loony Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Who is in my colours as when I smile,
Butterflies and bumblebees rush to me
But I am waiting for a lovely honeybee,
A wonderful sucker I love to see,
Ignoring my colours it sucks my sweetness
Delicacy makes it easy it's not cuteness,

I know hidden within, you're evolving me,
It may take a million centuries or even more,
More attractive and more delicate for love,
I'll offer a new taste to the bee I adore,
And the insane men will forget the honey,
Man will be real man no more a loony.