Only If

If I ever get a chance I would love to fall in love with someone who has never been in love.
It would be so easy to make him see things through my eyes because there would be no impression of past on his being.
It would be so easy to make him believe in love and make him stay in love.
It would be so easy to make him believe in me.
It would be so easy to let him touch any boundaries and never feel over the top or under it, even if he compare things.
Because for him it would be all-new, it would be all enough.
It would be so easy for him to shower everything he has without any hindrances or second thoughts.
It would be so easy for him to not be conscious in any situation, which reminds him of his past.
It would be so easy for him to see the world through my eyes.
It would be so easy for me to see the world through his eyes.
Because for him it would be all-new, it would be all enough.
It would be so easy to crowd his thoughts because he doesn't know any other aura, where he can get lost and reminisce.
It would be so easy to live with him in the present.
It would be so easy to make memories with him because he has no memories of before with anyone which can cloud him.
It would be so easy to be harsh and soft on him.
Because for him you would be his world and world is always one and never two.
Because for him it would be all-new, it would be all enough.

Musings #5

Love comes when you

have given up on yourself.

It blooms when you

care the least about

it being true.

Love stays when you

push it far beyond.

It holds when you

don't look back and

find standing it ahead

in your way.

Waiting to hug back.

Waiting to embrace again.

Letting go ghosts of past.

Musings #4

My poems are assortment of rhyme schemes and prose.

Even dead bodies can find the hidden and visible meanings.

But only YOU will find ME in them,

But only YOU will fine YOU in them,

But only YOU will fine US in them.

Hidden in the layers of unrhymed schema.

And then I will know that you have fallen for me on all fours.

Musings #3

They will break your heart over and over and over.
But you should remember only broken souls complete the eternal stories.

You will always question why me.
You will try to run away, to escape into the unreal world where no one knows you.

But at the end the solace will be where the eyes are waiting for you and only you.

People say Love comes to those who wait but sometimes it comes to those who make mistakes.

Many people will woo you but it will take courage to woo yourself in those moments and come out of the unending agony of falling and never returning, never rising and never evolving.

It takes courage to say that you have been wronged and not be angry.

It's fine at the end to let go.

Some people come only to let you feel how it shouldn't have been.

Some people will return making new promises.

Some people will come just because you are too hard to pass.

Some people will come and make you feel special.

Some people will come and say all that you want to hear.
Some people will say that they miss you.
But it is just the idea of being with you they miss.
They miss being around a fragment of you and not you as a whole.

One day you will find your filter; a deep cleansing will be done.

It would be hurtful to see that you have been in the same loop again due to someone you weren't expecting it from.

But it's okay.

It's fine.

It always is.

And even though it isn't it will be.

As you will let go of toxic people even though you still want to hold on to them.

And maybe you will be content.

Musings #2

He feels right, everyone does.

The question is will he feel right,

all the time.

Will the efforts last for an

unending time.

A time, long enough to break

the game of attachment and detachment.

Will it ever grow beyond? 

Musings #1

I want to take him out for coffee,

carrying two books.

Different ones.

Rule 1.

We should read in silence.

Rule 2.

Listening to a common playlist.

He might laugh at a joke in the book.

And I will look up for a second,

but he will ask me to carry on.

Rolling his palm,

gesturing that he will explain later.

The day will pass by

and I will have the best of both worlds.