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