Tag Poverty

Bumblebee!

Lifeless ! Object of ignorance , A lie to self and A truth undone! Not a journey of few inch , Not the linen decides the dream, Needs need to be there Being alive ; being beggar. No wonder, my bare body is dirty & filthy, For, Life is in it’s wild wings, And I am the bumblebee. Elegant truth sharing, You get clothes against life And I! I have little flesh that beats without

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