True love is,
When you actually look back-
At all the moments gone by-
In sorrow, pain or joy-
Yet no matter the distance,
You still feel at one.
Peace, is when you know,
That your solitude space,
Can finally be shared with someone-
Who will ask for nothing,
But embrace your silence.
Sometimes, you feel,
That you have no point to prove-
You only imagine togetherness,
As surrender and support entwined-
Strength comes,
From those myriad moments of unity-
That traverse heartbeats,
To proclaim a known territory.
In fondness and remembrance,
Do you 'find' yourself-
As you are nothing but a reflection
Of your own definition.
Joy is when you see the Other win-
Achieve and sparkle,
Always ahead.
It's not that you cling on to love,
It's all about being and setting free,
After all.
But, you move ahead,
Illumined by it's radiance-
As nothing can ebb it's flow.
Tonight, I write this for Abhijit-
A name I treasure, respect,
And feel a lot of un-named extremes for.
May he always shine on-
The diamond mustn't lose it's glow.
Let my prayers envelope him,
As they catapult him to every victory,
That his sojourn can bring.
Let him always-
Fly high.
