A melancholic boy, sitting alone,
trying to be gay, being alone,
A gift from God came to the boy,
Unaware of it the boy just coy,
The Gift, an Angel, took the boy by surprise
when in no time she got grandeur in his life,
The grace of the Angel, her innocence, her words, her sweet voice,
brought the boy from Zero to Zenith.
The Zest and Zeal got into the boy,
the life which was melancholic,
changed into a happy epic.
The Angel changed the boy's Zone,
once atheist, now became a Zealot of Love.
Love, yes Love, was actually in his heart,
Love, yes Love, which is full of Curt.
Viable in thoughts, the boy took the step forward,
but the Zany fact was, the Angel stepped backward,
She Zipped the boy's dream.
Boy thought the Angel as the Soul-mate,
but she made him to stand on the stalemate.
The boy, me myself, is waiting for the Angel.
The wait ends never,
it is and will be forever.
Just a question needs to be answered...
Where are you my Angel?
Where are you my Love?
Where are you?