Perhaps again.

Perhaps the world has its own tune 

And our strings have yet to be played 

or our song yet to be found.

Perhaps in the midst of patience 

with all the texts 

the right words were lost. 

Perhaps while the ocean waves exhaled 

it carried your essence 

while I was sitting on my balcony.

Perhaps with all the souls wandering the streets 

ours crossed paths 

without us even knowing.

Under the lights 

where the universe is playing its game of tic tac toe 

it connected our lines.

I close my eyes and listen 

Listen to the symphony of your smile, laughter and cries

A symphony of you.

Perhaps the words that I have written 

have been sketching your picture 

since the beginning.

Perhaps destiny is making us the fool, 

making us see all the signs 

but still wants us to play another round. 

Because I have been waiting 

so that I could see you 

you in every form that is humanly possible 

and every form that makes you, you.

I have been waiting 

So that I can take you in my arms 

And let the worlds converge. 

Perhaps.. I waited too long 

                               - ARITRO.R.BANERJEE