How Can I?


How can I glow,
Stinger, while smiling?
How can I shine,
when Bee keep buzzing me
to the fanatical world of poets?

Alone in my lonely world,
I sat with my palm holding my chin,
Hoping my darken soul would be
set aglow
By the fire in your words.

But not until I read you,
Not until I feel 
The smile of the smiler;
Stung by Bee in Beibee
That I realize I was no more Lonely 
In the midst of poetic giants.

Now I can try!

....Isqil Najim

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