IN THE MIDDLE OF NOTHINGNESS™ [COMPLETED]

A TALE.

Tale of
A bee and a flower
Best buddies, bonded by love
True to truth, true to life
Hovering high through unspoken words
Story of their friendship
Was not widely known
Warm in Nova's glow
Gradually it had grown.
They faced the storms
Together
Forever
They remained strong
For
Each other
Understood each other's emotional winds
Like no one could
Read each other's countenance
Like no one would
But there is an evil
In every fairytale
Came in the bee's doubtfulness
Destroying their friendship's gracefulness
It withered the flower,
It lost its color.
It shattered its dreams,
It became squalor.
The bee's hum
Was no more music to it. (It is for the flower)
The flower's nectar
Was just for the thirst of greed for it. (It is for the bee)
Their tale
Had a very sudden end
The bee can no more fly
It is in a depressed fettle
And the flower is no more dry
Even in drought one can find droplets on its petals.

{By droplets I meant tears - sorry if I couldn't make it clearer :)}

Ishita Singh
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