O my tightened mind!
Why are you losing?
Now who will control
Autumn breeze's teasing?

O shameless bumble bee!
Am I flower?
Don't touch me in this way
As happy shower.

Like a supersonic jet
My sweet heart flies,
He doesn't give me chance
To travel in his skies.

Why sky is blue?
Does he know the fact?
Should I divulge the mystery?
Me and nature maintain a pact.

He knows nothing about this
Only likes to be soaring,
Who will tell him the truth?
Without him life is boring.