Love in wilted flowers


like a wilted flower

proffers a bad nectar

a bee falls sick

succumbs to the greed of honey making


falls out of favour

with the queen

somewhere though

in a cave far away

high up

on the leeward side

of the mountain

a bear whores itself

to the comfort

of honey

falling prey to the childish tales

of jumping tigers and surly rabbits

consuming more

than he was supposed to

beleiving he could


on honey and honey alone

this silly sojourn

in the wonderland

of love

often culminates

into a fever

of disillusionment

and despair

love in wilted flowers


with an expiration date.


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