Here is a story of the sun and a sunflower
Companions, friends or maybe lovers
The sunflower gyrated to the sun’s partial fervor
The sun basked in the sunflower’s ardor
The sunflower never let the sun’s flaming eyes wander
Her eyes stared back fearless, locking the sun in its splendor
So for no other he shone and groomed
Kissing her everyday as she zestfully bloomed
A true love story it was
But not for long because
One day the sunflower woke
The mischievous sun zapped her with a harsh stroke
The moment was jinxed
And the sunflower blinked
The sun looked beyond
To the trees, birds and the fishes in the pond
A world full of beautiful others
Who incited for his attention with waves and flutters
It didn’t take time and soon the sun comprehends
There were more suitors and wanna be friends
He looks at the sunflower and says in loathing voice
“You are not the only one gorgeous and poise”
The sun’s chauvinism hurt the sunflower so
Her ego shattered and her pride took the blow
She threatened the sun to never look at him again
Even if her life was at bargain
Day by day the sunflower emaciated
And one day she crumbled with her pride unabated
The sun didn’t miss her for sometime though
And for his new friends he went to and fro
Every morning he anxiously jumped out
To catch an eye that would be bold and devout
But no one dared to look at his flaming glares and kept him at yonder
In his solitude the sun sighed at his foolish blunder
Pride and prejudice, its end is always one
The withered flower and the lonely sun
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