Beehive

A beautiful beehive-

Artistically woven,

In every manner,

It is proven.

Wonderfully,

It is divided into sectors,

Every bee's space and

A space for a nectar.

From were the queen bee

Orders its swarm,

To bring the honey and

Collect in farm.

Getting the order,

They move in a fuzz,

Making a sound of a buzz.

On the operation

Of a sting,

Up-down, Up-down;

They flew like a swing.

They reach to the flower

Which blossoms,

They sit on that

Which looks awesome.

In the mouth of flower,

Bee puts its pipe,

And all the juice

She begins to swipe.

Then after a long day labour,

And so much pain,

They move back to their

Colonies again.