Cruising Alone

In a beautiful garden rare, A little bumblebee frolicked with care. Her eyes were always open wide, Discovering lovely flowers with every stride. She went to all and did the usual meet and greet, Collecting nectar sometimes bitter sometimes sweet. One day fluttering through a known corner, Gazed upon the flowering Quince wrapped in strange armour. Asked around about the captivating quince, They asked her to stay away with a wince. But the humble bee didn't judge a book by the cover,  Flew towards the Quince and started to hover. The Quince was covered with plenty of thorns, But had the sweet fragrance so she didn't bother about the small horns. The shrub was happy with the tiny admirer, Telling her anecdotes which caused such a furore. Every time the bee flittered over, Her wings were battered by the thorny armour.  The bee was going through her own problems, Mentioned to the Quince that she will come after autumn...

Hey, do you still remember, All the things, we bonded over. Can you name them in one go, Or should I count and let you know? About the course, we would rather do, When we were running from the summer loo. Adventures of Han, Leia and Luke. Who among R2 or BB-8 is cute? Choosing fav from the superhero clan, And shouting friendly neighbourhood Spider-Man 🕷 All the songs that got the fame, While listening to Akcent's That's My Name. Believe me, it's not just these four, If you are ready we can count on some more. The temper tantrums that we threw, The childhood skirmishes as if we were Sun Tzu. The crushes that we had, All the things we did to make each other mad. A bunch of Happy Meals that we ordered, Fighting for the toys and getting them reordered. Splurging our banknotes, Me on Indian coins, you on World currency notes. No, I am not done at eight You might forget but I am not letting them fad...

When you let the 10 years old you write 😃 I want to go back to the time When we said, Let your light shine. I want to go back to the place Where we played, And ran the fun race. I want to go back and eat All the fries and ice, And not worry about the diet to cheat. I want to go back and meet Adorable fuzzy beings, Whom every day I used to greet. I want to go back and make Boxes of crazy artefacts And not ponder over what was at stake. I just want to go If you figure out how, Let me know.