The Happy Ever After

If happy ever after did exist, I would still be holding you like this. ~ Payphone, Maroon5

The happy ever after.
After you go far away from it though, can you really get it back?

Knowing and remembering, the magic. Just briefly though.
And you know that you have met before.

When a song stirs emotions, and memories.
When pages from a book, leave a peculiar scent.
When you listen to the bus passing by, and wonder, where it might be going.
A home. The happy ever after. To find the right one.

If you have the words, you’ll have a way.

Everyone sings an incomplete song, until someone comes, and whispers the missing notes.

To complete your melody.
To find the poet in you.

After all everyone lives as a poet on the face of this earth.

If not as a poet, then as a poem.
May be fairy-tales do not exist. But it’s worth fighting for.

And it’s never too late to have a happy ever-after.

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Soulful Travel

Wanderlust
(n.) An irresistible desire to travel to understand one’s very existence

Why do you travel?
Yes, I travel.
To follow the echo,
Of millions of souls I pass by.

Don’t you travel?
We all do.
To soothe the longing ache,
Of your never ending wanderlust.

Day after day, day after day,
To cross seas and rivers
To see the majestic ocean,
Lying idle on the face of earth,
As if admiring the sky.

We bump each other.
Cross paths,
Heading to the same place,
But taking different routes.

Beautiful memories. Summers. Winters.
Grand feasts, gaily dances.
Weaving together, the tapestry of life.
Painting together, the kaleidoscope of sky.

Creating harmonious symphonies,
We leave our shadows behind.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep. And miles to go before I sleep.
~Robert Frost, The Road Not Taken

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The Right One

KOI NO YOKAN
(n.) The sense upon first meeting a person that two of you are going to fall in love

Does that happen?
Yes, it does, she said.

Sometimes when you meet someone,
like a wind passing by, and the scent it left.
Like someone played an old song,
reminding you of the old times,
Or someone brewed coffee,
Or turned pages from an old book.
Like a trace of someone’s perfume,
which brings pain in the knees.
But you won’t tell.

LA DOULEUR EXQUISE
 (n.) the heart wrenching pain of wanting affection of someone unattainable

Is that pain real?, he said.
Real. she replied.

i t h i n k i m a d e y o u u p a n d n o w y o u a r e g o n e

Yes.You might have a homesickness for a home, to which you cannot return back,
Or you have never been to. People, places and memories! Those you miss, don’t exist anymore.
For the irony of pain is that, you let the same person you love, hurt you over and over again.
And the beauty of the situation is that, you want to be comforted by the same person who hurt you.

Having perfected our disguise,
we search for a person we can’t fool.

Someone who loves you for what you are,
not what you look.

May the fairy tales be true.
Let their be magic!

When you want to come out,
of the shell, like a seed.

When you are back as a child,
with the one who completes,

as the missing piece,
from the puzzle of your life.

Or whispers the missing notes,
to your incomplete song.

Because, may be,
you have to love the wrong person,
once or twice,
to be thankful for the right one.

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