Like The Sunflower

This poem,a metaphorical love triangle is written by one of my best buddies at school Jai. In fact it was him who introduced me to writing in the first place. Loved his writings then. Love his writings now.

Like The Sunflower

A flower was born from the barren skies above,

Life was her colour and smile was her scent,

She was a gift for the land of love,

That the selfish god had so reluctantly sent.

The droning bee was created one day

He was thirsty but couldn't drink water

"How should i live" to god he prayed

"Go to the flower" replied almighty creator

And so to the flower he went

"I'm the bee that god has sent"

She asked the bee "will you be my friend

That the selfish god had promised to send"

Thus friends they became forever

And this friendship created nectar

That gave life to bee and the flower

And made sure they remained together

The sun was there all along

And his story ran from dusk to dawn

As he was infatuated to the lovely moon

But this was going to change very soon

The moon shone alike for all the stars

With cool glow she reflected his heat

And the sun's feelings slowly vapourized

"I too am a star" the sun finally realized.

So to days he turned from the night

And saw the flower in his own light

At this age as naturally as one might

He fell in love, again, at first sight.

Flower gradually found all her bee friends boring

And looked at the skies one pretty morning

To find the sun who was looking cute and adoring

And since, with each other, they started gossiping

From sunrise to sunset they faced each other

Their private chatting seemed to end never

Her name was changed by someone very clever

And thus she became the pretty SUNFLOWER

The sun ignored the planets and the flower ignored the bees

They were seen alone at hilltops, they were seen near the seas.

The bees found other gardens the planets didn't stop revolving

The sun's light was fading and the flower's fragnance dissolving

Still ignorant of the world around

Love sweet love they had found

Until one day so hot the sun became

That it paused this lovely game

This growing heat scared the flower

But as she was now the sunflower

She couldn't turn away from this fiery fellow

And her colour of life faded to a dusty yellow

And this story continues forever

Bees like the sun and the flower

But they never search for nectar

From the yellow sunflower.

Written by Jai Singh Kshatri