If Only I Were You

By Arnav Mishra

On the rove of experience,

Of finding towards my destiny, a way,

I often look behind me,

And to myself I say,

Naught but I understand my desire to be someone whom I want to be,

If only I were you.

One might think it to be utopian,

And it might even be so,

But I see in my dreams,

You who ride on the stallion of the wind,

Pursuing the mare of freedom.

If only I were you.

I was told that you could not be,

But now I know you can,

Deep within the depths of the ocean of my soul,

Worlds blossomed from within,

Your potential, boundless, shone brighter than the Sun,

If only I were you.

The euphony of your voice,

Drew forth words purer than,

The silence of the night,

The joyful light that shone from your eyes,

Sent forth tears more valuable than pearls,

If only I were you.

Your fascination with life,

Could not be dimmed by any strife,

Your deep black eyes were filled,

With curiosity and wonder everlasting,

Through which love and compassion kept passing,

If only I were you.

Before I set sail,

To the never-ending fields of green and blue,

Where all is well,

I shall remember your smile,

With my eyes set firmly on that distant dell,

If only I were you.

By Arnav Mishra