Beautiful White
A bunch of white carnations
A beautiful girl holds in her both
Little hands always
I have been looking for that girl
Since a long time ago
She used live inside me
The white carnations
They are reminiscent of her only one wish
Never and ever the white carnations wilt
Everyday
She waited for someone
Someone who can accept the white carnations
One day
Wind of misery
Blow on the white carnations
White petals scattered around
As if butterflies flip their wings
Standing with only the flowers
Missing their petals
Now,
No more I can't find her here
In me
She is somewhere out there
In search of the missing petals
But she didn't know
She is the lost one
Not the white petals
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