Shameless bees.

A neatly dressed woman came to our pavilion.
We were on our feet to rivet her attention.
Thinking herself as a queen, she heeded none.
She left the screen, making us beggars.
How adamant she had been, we behind!
We’ve had no shame as we are all sex-lorn.
20.04.2001, Pmdi

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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