"He was a wanderer, she would stay put,
She wore stilettos, he would walk barefoot.
He flew like a bird, she owned the ground,
He loved music, she loved his heartbeats sound.
He was never really ready for her, and she always wished for him upon the stars,
Letting her heart fly to him, only to have him lock it away in a jar.
He was the entire ocean, but she was the shore,
He would travel to see the world, for her, it was only him, she had eyes for.
All he wanted was to fly, just fly far away,
Poor her, wthout him she couldn't imagine another day.
All she wanted was, for him to fall for her, even though last but not the least,
Oh! Who could have imagined, such a tragic story,
when the beauty fell in love with the beast. (at Kothi, Himachal Pradesh, India)