THE LIFE OF A MAN By MR’TINO THE LOVER BOY

THE LIFE OF A MAN

I was born as a Bee
My wings has grown,
I must fly
Yeah,I must produce honey

Mother has requested for a picture
Father has been waiting for a mirror
Siblings are complaining of my wings
I have become a note in the town

I fly to another tree
In search of a rose,
I came home with stain in my wings
Every one mocked me
After the sun set
They all bid me goodbye

At dawn ,i keep my head lower
Pondering about the rose,
In return of my searched the rose has fall into my basket from a sister of mine
At last i got a rose ,
My belly filled of honey

In the night,
We lighted our bodies beside a burning candle ,
And dance to the beat drum of our lips

Within a wink of an eye,
We turned to blacksmith
Melting bodies into a soul
Hammering our bodies beneath our shadows

After counting of moons,
We crafted another soul
None shaped by me neither her

In a moment i became a king
Ruling a kingdom dominated by her,
As time flied I become a sky
The atmospheric and cloud depend on me

Now! Am crucified on a cross
Where an heavy load dangles on my head
The cloud couldn’t spread it’s glossy garment
The atmospheric couldn’t subtract but multiply in a multiple times

© MR’TINO THE LOVER BOY
06/05/2019

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Author: TaekPoet

Mahmud Sufiyan also known as TaekPoet in the literary world. He is a writer of short stories, a poet, haiku Lover and martial artist.

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