A Lost Earring

When I noticed my

Earring lost,

My heart pumped out

Of stress,

I felt my warm blood

Cold and my mind

Confused

 

I was unable to do

Anything as I was

Wondering

Where could I find it?

In this huge premises,

My mind thought

Fast as every second

Passed

 

My earring was

Expensive and precious,

As it bared memories of

Laughter and guilt, with

Moments of joy and gleam

 

Now I came to know

How precious it was

With having all my

Memories studded

In it like a diamond

Glittering on a platinum ring

 

I lost it all when

I lost my earring

I know all the memories with my

Earrings will always remain

In my heart for life time till

I'm old but I'll never forget my

Lost gold