The Coconut Shell

Life was offered to me in a platter
2 random halves of coconut shell as a fact of matter
They were just good for each other
May be a small filing and finishing here and there
And it was a perfect match for the world to cater..

Even I myself was ok with the shell given to me
I convinced myself this is my life exactly the way it should be
Ignorance was bliss to me and knew not what I missed
But in my heart I still believed magic of love exist

Art of acceptance neatly got better of me
Forgetting my own belief and my perspective slowly
I got nicely adjusted to the wonder of paradigm
Killed my spontaneous emotions bit by bit forcefully

But somewhere inside me a reluctant spirit of desperation
A vagabond obstinate thought of notion
Kept me reminding the story of the magical coconut shell
Which when finds its OWN pair in heaven or hell
No matter what when how or where
It brings back to life the lost love forever when comes as near

Tinkles Jingle the Bell of Love in a mesmerizing resonance
As two matching ripples of wave causing constructive Interference
Like the last 2 pieces of jigsaw puzzle when fits together
It matches our fantasies, theories, ideologies as a perfect picture

We try to put together the pieces all our lives so they will match these dreams.
But when dream comes to true on its own we get to feel the extreme
Power of Love, the overwhelming cascading rapid waterfall
Filling our heart running through the veins transcending emotions all
We stand in awe in a sole purifying sense of bliss
Panacea of love planting on your lips soft but a life changing kiss..