Blessed indeed are pairs,
Who find and live their love.
But love is a tale of solemn defiance,
You choose from “one of the above”.
Tonight I choose you,
Over everyone else,
Irrespective of their standing or claim,
Be that in thought or in flesh.
Matter no more, in a life so brittle.
I try finding words,
But to no avail.
What I see, is inexplicable,
Like others, will we also fail?
Were we always so frail?
Our stories speak otherwise.
Beyond your plastic veils,
Somewhere inside, love must thrive.
You have the strength,
The kind love demands,
But not the patience,
Nor the faith to take a chance.
I see you, and I wish
I could give words to your silence,
Heal your pain,
And bridge the distance.
The next time we come across,
Leave your veil behind.
I will meet as the stranger,
I have been for a while,
Let us give the cosmos,
A moment to record and rewind.
They drift in space time,
Bound by laws of entropy, of relativity;
And those, undeciphered hitherto;
And some fake rules, created by humanity.
Quantum mechanics ensures,
The drift is random.
Distances fluctuate, and
Souls entangled, move in tandem.
The naïve, cut off strings,
Forced by limited knowledge;
The wise ones, warp dimensions,
They build and preserve bridges.
How else do we experience the multiverse?
A bestial life should never suffice.
Only that- "which endures
Through space, through time,
Through everything in between and beyond,
Through compulsion, through choice"-
Deserves to be preserved,
By those wishing to be as absolute as light.
Choices in life,
Often, are at extremes.
The roads travelled-
habit.
Those not- dreams.
That feeling of
helplessness,
Is okay in those moments.
Moments which force
evaluation,
Of actions, of
consequences.
Of causes, of effects.
Maybe life doesn’t allow
rectifications,
Letting a part of its own
self be laid to waste.
Goes on and on- on a path
predisposed,
Destinies shaped by fate.
Would have been lot
easier,
If only, there were middle
paths too.
Some more choices, less
extreme,
Sparing us some pain on
the move.
