Where are you my precious?

I walked down the road,

Evening around 5 O'clock.

with ipod plugged in my ears,

insulated from the world,

this drizzle, reminded me

of an event which was so magical.

We crossed each other everyday,

exchanging fake smiles,

walking in anticipation,

Looking for moment or an excuse

to engage her in a conversation.

It never happened.

her eyes so black,

a Gold around her neck,

Everyday I saw bit more of her,

with courage not enough to talk to her.

I prepare myself everyday

For the next evening,

again we pass, staring

then smiling later frowning,

Ohh, what a beauty, that glow

She is the one, I know.

That day I decided,

No matter what, today,

I will pour out my heart,

I strolled down, rehearshing

the speech so well prepared.

She came, fresh like a flower

soaked in the evening drizzel,

We crossed, with our eyes locked

and stood staring at each other,

Talked about weather and things

which now I can't remember.

My universe stood still,

I watched as she talked mischievously,

with a rhythm in her body.

Till the Diamond in her finger

caught my attention.

"That must precious" I said

"more than my life" she replied.

Damn!! she is married,

heavens fell, she felt my grief,

"One day, we all find our precious"

She said with a charm so vivacious.

We walked away.

Taking a breath, I pondered

Pearl in Oyster lost in deep waters,

waiting to be discovered

Where are you my precious?