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
