A red rose was growing in a garden,
He was beautiful as he was the only red rose there,
He stood high everyday because of his uniqueness,
He looked the sun straight,
Everyday many honeybees came to him and took their food,
So he was very happy,
One day,
A honeybee came,
But,
just saw him and went.
The rose started thinking "why did the bee ignore me?"
Everyday other bees happily came and took their foods,
But,
that one bee made the rose to think...think...think...
The rose forgot his beauty in thinking,
He forgot to stand high, he forgot his happiness,
He forgot how he made others happy,  he forgot his uniqueness,
Thinking the simple gesture of One,
The rose led his life into a dark hole.
Depressed...
                Karthik balaji