In face of all uncertainties, he wants his love for her to be a surety.
He wants to keep her love
embodied like lines in the palm
that whether time follows or not,
remains etched to him, always
reminding him of her.
He wants to bathe in her love
like a dry earth sunk in an incense,
before the rain perches from heaven,
for whether clouds ease or not,
he’s absorbed in her.
He wants to inscribe her love
like scratch of war gelled on body
that whether heals or not, leaves
perennial signature of ink that
reminds him of her.
He wants to preserve her love
like a character in poetic novel,
prose acquiring a life of its own,
for whether tale is happy or not,
he’s bound to her.
He wants to sink in her love
like a craziest secret, touching
depths of her unfathomable heart,
for whether world’s with him or not,
he remains with her.
He wants to carry her love
like monk carries the sanctity
image of the sustainer within self,
for whether enlightened or not,
he’s submitted to her.
He wants to be lost in her love
like an echo from days of the past
whirling around in crypts today,
that whether discovered or not,
still aches for her.
–
No uncertainty in the world
can keep apart two beings
that yearn to be together.
In face of physical boundaries
they would unite in consciousness.
In face of a mind distraction
they would unite in dreams – subconsciousness.
In face of sleep deprivation
they would unite in hallucinations.
And
In face of no consciousness
they’d still unite in a remembrance.
No wonder, he desired and yearned
for such stature of love.
Imagine a power you can…
Even one that can keep
beings physically apart,
Even one that can travel in time
to create a distance between the hearts…
Cannot keep souls apart,
since they’d still be together
as a silhouette in one mind,
as a fragment of history in another…
registered in time,
carved forever.
No uncertainty in a world can keep two souls – once united in essence – as apart.
– Dedicated to love sickness and one of my favorite author Gabriel Garcia Marquez‘s subliminal work: “Love in the Time of Cholera”
Art/ Image Credits:
1. Lovers of Forest – Stock-house Oil Painting
2. Valadmir Kush – Metaphorical Journey
Serenades of a dreamer... 
Awesome and the last Stanza…SO TRUE! It just seeps thru in the heart!
Sir you got an exquisite way of expressing with words!
Thank you Mehreen for your review and kind comments. 🙂
This is actually really intense. Reminiscent of John Donne’s metaphysical poetry.
You’ve missed a few articles here and there. I’m sure it was to preserve the poetic ambiance but seems a bit off. All in all I really like it!
Thank you Wishaal, for reading the poem and commenting on it. You are pretty apt on articles, it’s intentional. But if it disturbs the flow of poem reading it loud, that’s negative. I would see to make changes that preserve both the ambiance and flow. 🙂
Thank you again for a review.
You’re welcome and your attitude is great! A writer should be open to constructive criticism. Thanks for not taking it negatively. 🙂
I read each word as if it was my own. That’s the power of your writings!
Thank you for this wonderful piece. 🙂
Thank you for your reviews. It keeps ink flowing. 🙂
“In face of physical boundaries
they would unite in consciousness.
In face of a mind distraction
they would unite in dreams – subconsciousness.
In face of sleep deprivation
they would unite in hallucinations.
And
In face of no consciousness
they’d still unite in a remembrance.”
These lines took my breath away.
🙂