To each his own.

Can eyes capture beauty? Can beauty be beheld?
Is beauty a joy for ever? Even for the beholder?

Does one mean everything, for The One, for the rest of their lives?
Do promises hold their ground, do they survive?

Can love stand the test of time? Can time really fly?
Can love be summarized? Or is it just glorified?

Can time heal all wounds? Can wounds not leave scars?
Not leave any hint of pain? Inflicted through egoistical disdain?

Does love mean the whole world for us? Does it grow roots?
Does it make one grow fonder? Or compiling years make it wander?

 Do lives get entwined with each other? Do two  hearts beat as one?
Do souls find their mates for ever? Do they exist always together?

To each his own, answers to questions vexed.
Everyone's idea of love, differs from the next.

What matters most is the experience of love.

Either  momentarily or for eternity.
Love heals broken hearts and souls, back to whole.

What if?

Love should have the freedom of choice and expression.
If the Sun were love, one should soar in the sky as a bird  to embrace it, at the same time, be as grounded and patient as the sand which eventually receives the warmth.Turning it into miles of gold.
Love is  bound with the strings of the soul, not with words, actions or blood. It plays its own music, has its own language; understood by some but misinterpreted by most. What if everyone interpreted it as it was meant to be.

What if words were heard through the beating of the heart?

Emotions were seen through the windows in the eyes?

A touch felt deep within the mysteries of the soul?

Feelings were spoken through waves in the brain?

What if one could smell the love in the air?



How loud would be the whispers of the beating heart!

How clear the confusions within the eyes!

How steady the fluttering touch within the soul!

How electric the static language of the brain!

How profound the subtle fragrance of love!


What if...

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Chaotic yet serene

Sometimes it happens, even when there is utter chaos everywhere the mind is at peace. The soul is at its calmest. There is sheer joy and contentment in the heart. No matter how chaotic the external environment, the light inside is steady and without a flicker. Serenity envelops the very being of existence and it's good just to be alive.