honeybee

you have seen enough 

of me, the best nectar 

of a honeybee;

it's high time for me

to breathe, 

lie down now,

sleep with my sting;

carry the puncture 

to your wax dreams,

go ahead, chew with 

your hollow teeth; 

you licked my combs 

until they broke;

and drowned in

what you stole;

i am learning how to

fly on colder wings,

i am the last sweet

thing you'll ever keep;

architecture of my

beehive looks easy, 

but there's an ugly 

cost of yellow when 

it turns sticky;

you've robbed enough 
of me, still you could

never know the labor 

of a honeybee.

- chetna 🌻