I ran back to the fresh beehive,
I found solace in those little creatures,
I shut down all modalities of modernity.
I craved for peace when my heart pulsed.
Freshly allied with the horizon,
I laughed with the honeybees,
Pulsating of thrills,
I relapsed in an extinguished breathe,
One which I lost on my way to abnormality.
I led myself towards making bee keeping.
I found solace back in my life.
Alshaad Kara is a poet who writes from his heart. His poems were published in an anthology, “PS: It’s Still Poetry – An Anthology of Contemporary Poetry from Around the World” and a journal, “The Suburban Review Issue #25: Juice”.