DESTINY OF BIRD AND BEES!
A little boy once caught a bird
Its freedom being snatched
Being captivated in a cage
Not knowing when and how its appetite surge
Out of natural trait he offered the bird food
Out of inadequate water and food
It started to express its grudge in crude
Only craving to fly in the sky
Where only it can seek refuge with sigh!
The boy then opened the cage
Poor bird, unable to determine the gate way
Collided with a broken window glass
Started to bleed with profuse influx
Instantly it breathed out, turned into mere mass
Thus, fight for freedom if cannot be properly vent out
Abrupt upsurges only turn into dismay in loud!
Swarm of bees
Driven by natural instinct
To collect honey from nectar
In nature’s bosom with rapture!
The art of making honey
Only master they are in nature with a unique symphony
A delicious jelly they can only produce
To induce human, they know the art only to seduce!
One may strive to garner
For human, honey is an elixir of exquisite flavor
They steal honey from hives, risking being stung
Yet they cannot restrain their trait to be allured by hive!
If they are stung, they only jibe
Still they observe the stunning jive of bees
Nature’s unique fabric smeared them with greed
Craving for honey is their only agenda
For which they eulogize bees with exotic propaganda
Bees know nothing of these hidden rogues
They spirally move on to make honey with nature’s invoke
Mellifluous tune they make while engaging in their tedious work
Hardly they envisage the impending danger at lurk!
Humans are aiming to cause malice
Unknowingly they themselves malign
Honey retains its unique status
Centuries long for its delicious color and song
Not being foiled like the poor bird
Craving for freedom and conclude life unceremoniously in an unknown turf!