Last Flight

Silent wings are slowly fading,
Flowers bow, their hearts degrading,
Empty fields now stand in wait,
For bees lost to a fragile fate.
Petals once so full of life,
Now wither in the silent strife,
No more buzzing in the air,
A world without them, cold and bare.

Colors pale, they lose their meaning,
Echoes drift, the still air screaming,
Petals falling, soft and slow,
In a void where nothing grows.
The vibrant hues of nature dim,
A quiet song, a fragile hymn,
For every bee that's disappeared,
We share a loss we never feared.

Buzzing in the daylight fades,
Gone from fields and forest glades,
Nature's cry is growing loud,
As shadows rise, and skies are clouded.
Darkness creeps where light once stayed,
A world in fear of nature's fade,
Without their hum, the silence screams,
A future lost in shattered dreams.

Hear the silent whispers calling,
Feel the weight of nature's falling,
Murmurs soft of deep decay,
As bees and life both fade away.
Ecosystems break and shatter,
In a world where nothing matters,
The balance lost, the future gray,
As fragile wings are swept away.

Tiny heartbeats once so strong,
Now they're silent, they are gone,
The future hangs, so unclear,
Without bees, we stand in fear.
Nature's pulse, it falters now,
A broken world that wonders how,
Without the bees to lead the way,
The earth will mourn with skies of gray.

Buzzing in the daylight fades,
Gone from fields and forest glades,
Nature's cry is growing loud,
As shadows rise, and skies are clouded.
Darkness creeps where light once stayed,
A world in fear of nature's fade,
Without their hum, the silence screams,
A future lost in shattered dreams.