A Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Bey

For all the lonely Johns in the world hunting down easy Honey


No saintly men are awake at three in the morning

Only lust seekers

Going from place to place as if they were bees

Never satisfied with the honey they find


They have blank stares

Mind focused only on there addictions

Many women they greet

Too many women they go into



With nothing to remove their self deception


They use others for a personal game

Businessmen of another kind


Ounce done they leave

To find another lust seeker

Hurry they must

Before the fearful sun rises

Casting them into the shadows


No saintly men are out at three in the morning


© 2012 Abdul Batin Osman Bey

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Lovely write , no good coming out of late nights.

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Abdul Batin Osman Bey

10 Years Ago

thank you very much
What not even the milk man? This is another fantastic piece of prose : D Which I am unable to review with any sort of critical skll lol...

Posted 10 Years Ago

Abdul Batin Osman Bey

10 Years Ago

oh yea the Milk man is the worse lol We don't have milk men in my neck of the woods if we did I'm su.. read more

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Added on September 22, 2012
Last Updated on September 22, 2012
Tags: saintly, morning, lust, bees, blank, addictions, women, bare, leave, deception, personal, businessmen, seekers, sun, shadows


Abdul Batin Osman Bey
Abdul Batin Osman Bey

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