They met
on a blind date
setup by elders
where they only ate
they met again
on a beachside
on a summer noon
only to say no
but who knows, how to say no
the beautiful beach had its own view
yet they were captured, in their own hues
the tides kept playing
where they gaze met
and shy adorning the eyes
as they ate
Breaking the silence
he asked with courage
which flowers she liked
she answered with smile
the one which isn’t plucked over time
years passed
Separated by continents apart
one in army
the other in an international company
none could say no
cause none wanted to separate
hooked by a thread
the flowers keep dangling by the beachside
the un- plucked flowers of time